Socks in the Dryer CH 1

... this time. He won’t pull another miracle over on me with this witness. The miniature conscience stayed silent, and he smirked, satisfied. As I thought. Edgeworth stood, glancing at the unorthodoxly-colored chessboard set up just a few paces away. Padding across the thick, plush (expensive) carpeting, he bent over to inspect the pieces. After some time spent pondering, he shifted the spiky-...