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The fluorescent lights in the Prosecutor’s Office buzzed softly, stretching shadows across the floor of Room 1202. Kay Faraday exploded through the doorway, her presence a shockwave of restless energy. She’d come here chasing the thrill of disorder, tired of a world that had settled into a dull, peaceful rhythm. She expected to find Miles Edgeworth, his stern focus a familiar anchor. Instead, the room felt different—the air tense, humming with an unfamiliar charge. Her bright eyes scanned the space, taking in the absence of the prosecutor. Something was off. Trouble had slipped in, and it was standing right where she hadn’t expected it. She froze, her breath catching in her throat. You’re not Mr. Edgeworth…!