An hour and a half later...

Geneva walks back to her seat at the defendant's table with clenched fists and tensed muscles. The prosecution had grilled her on witness stand during the current cross-examination, claiming that she had nothing but bad intentions towards Professor Jansen Bilby.

They poked at the fact that she had a few non-official visits and time passes with the professor, completely platonic and only for her own gain of his understanding and expertise, but they posed it as being something scandalous and far more suspicious than it would have been. They linked it to the nervous demeanour Geneva portrayed in the fairly high-definition security footage.

"Who the hell do they think I am?!" She whispers furiously to her lawyer and he looks at her quickly.

"It's alright, they're getting to the dirty work right now because they have nothing to save themselves with," Saul answers back quietly and Geneva sighs.

The lawyer stands up and smiles, "I'd like to call the Professor himself to the witness stand."

Moments later, the 'witness' was seated down and Saul analyses him before organising the points he'll play out in his mind.

"So Professor Bilby, how are you doing today?" Saul asks as he runs a hand through his combed hair.

Jansen rolls his eyes, "Just get this over with Goodman."

"Alright, alright but don't hold it against me about not being considerate," He holds his hands out in defence then clears his throat, "How did you acquire the lovely house you live in?"

"I worked for it, my business practices have rewarded me with a high amount of income flow."

"And what are those business practices exactly?"

"Uh, I'm the founder of 'AltLife', an organisation that engineers and researching into alternate power sources and appliances that are energy efficient," The professor answers then shakes his head, "I'm sorry, how does this link to the case?"

"It has EVERYTHING to do with the case, don't you see?" Saul says then turns to the judge and jury, "AltLife has been having a tough time for the past couple of months. It's losing out on customers, people in the end have turned to the appliances they know well and which are cheap to come by."

"I still don't-"

"You have been up to some pretty interesting business dealings lately. While you try to alter energy usage and life, you've been altering your business environment, correct me if I'm wrong professor?" Saul pokes and raises an eyebrow.

The professor doesn't say a word and Saul looks to his shoes briefly to clear his mind. "You've got a family Professor?" He asks.

"Yes a wife and daughter."

"How's your daughter doing? She's not well right, something about her bones I've heard?" Saul questions and Jansen tenses up.

"Don't bring my diaghter into this," He warns and Saul shrugs his shoulders.

"I'm sorry but I have to. She has everything to do with this whole deal and she's the reason you signed up to the framing stunt my client is accused of for stealing one of your priceless artifacts, which is frankly absurd since she has no holding of any such item at her home-"

"OBJECTION!"

"Overruled, for crying out loud," Saul shakes his head with disbelief then places his hands on the witness stand, "You have financial problems and a daughter who unfortunately needs the best treatment for a successful recovery. I've got records of tax evasion but that's not the focus right now. You saw an opportunity, someone wanted to make my client look bad and all you had to do was go with the made-up story and you earn a decent fee? That's what I call a lottery win!"

The professor stays completely silent and Saul grins, slapping the open file in his jis hand shut.

"And finally to finish off with a last piece of evidence," Saul walks over to his desk and takes out a magazine from his briefcase, "The Entrepreneur's issue from August last year, page 12 to 14 stars our very own Professor Jansen Bilby."

He hands the judge the magazine, who skins through it and rauses his eyebrows.

"Well would you look at that? I think I rest my case your honour!" He comments after watching the professor squirm then turns to Geneva with a wide smile.

*****

"NOT GUILTY."

The words sounded like a jingle of positivity for Geneva, a ray of hope that she's finally free and that her past has yet a long way to catch up to her, once again.

She hugs Saul tightly, "Thank you Jimmy, you're a miracle worker!"

"Hey, it was nothing really. I got to um... work on my nitty-gritty digging of details. That Thomas guy is one lousy evidence tamperer," Saul chuckles and Geneva moves her head away, staring deeply in his eyes, "You know I was actually-"

She kisses him on the lips, forcefully, then pulls away after a brief moment, leaving Saul completely speechless.

"I don't think I can ever thank you enough James," She says with a soft smile, "Can I please... marry your brain?"

Saul laughs wholeheartedly then steps away from Geneva, "Come on, dinner is on me. Mexican, Italian, Thai, Chinese, good ol' American, you name it."

"No, I should treat you. You saved my future-"

"I'm sorry I can't hear you," Saul cups his ear and then smiles with mischief. Geneva rolls her eyes then raises an eyebrow, "Whatever you wish Goodman."

*****

"I'd definitely pick ice cream over pizza, It's just... how can you not love ice cream?" Geneva says and Sauak smiles, "What would you choose?"

"Well I-"

Saul stops answering and sees a glowing neon sign up ahead, then decides to take an extremely screeching last-minute turn to a small parking lot for a diner called 'Riley's Bakes & Burgers'.

Once the car comes to an abrupt halt, Geneva looks over to the daring driver with horror. "What the hell was that?!" She questions, breathing heavily.

"Have you tried Riley's cherry pie?"

"What? You took a turn like that for pie?!"

Saul smiles with embarrassment, "Sorry for causing you a minor heart attack but have you tried it?"

"N-No I haven't."

Saul grabs his wallet from the car's glove compartment then unlocks his door. "Alright this is going to be my treat for a successful court case," He informs and Geneva mods her head happily, looking forward to tasting a decently-made pie.

Almost ten minutes pass by without an my updates on where Saul is and what's taking him so long to get two slices of pie. Geneva decides to use her phone to scroll through her Twitter feed, as a pass ti-

CLICK!

Geneva hears the driver seat door open and says, "Was there a long queue Jim... my?"

"Hello sweetheart."

Geneva looks up, the blood running cold within her as a chill runs down her spine. She looks to the man, it's surely not Saul.

"Th-Thomas, what-"

"I thought we'd have a chat. Congrats on going free by the way," The man answers as Geneva reaches for the passenger seat door handle. He grips the steering wheel tightly.

"Thomas what are you doing here?!"

THUMP!

Geneva is on the receiving end of a hard blow to the forehead by Thomas' gun, knocking her out completely. She lay with her head leaning back on the window.

"Sorry about that love, but you wouldn't shut up," He whispers then starts driving out of the parking lot and hitting the gas when he reached the long stretch of road.

Saul hums the iconic 'Smoke On The Water' to himself while walking out of the diner. The slices of pie are hot and fresh, cozily snug in a box and ready to be eaten.

He quickens his pace when he notices that the car is gone, he's sure about the parking spot.

"What the..." Saul mumbles as he spins around quickly scanning the entire lot for his car. It's no where in sight, there are barely any cars here to begin with.

He sighs then frowns sadly...

"Oh no... GENEVA!" He yells out loud to alert her but his friend seems to have disappeared with the car.