I've scheduled a time for everyone to come into the conference room to go over new evidence. I'm just prepping myself, getting ready to see Jacqueline again. Every moment I have to work with her is a special one. This girl sets me on fire! And hopefully, tonight we can set fire to this case and it'll go down in history as one of the biggest ones our firm has ever tackled.

I put on my Ralph Lauren suit jacket and head out of my office, down the corridor, and to the conference room. It takes just a few minutes for Jacqueline and Marcus to join me.

"Hi," she kisses me on the cheek.

"Hey, Jason."

"Hi, thanks for coming."

Damn. Jacqueline looks so good today. She's got some burgundy top under her jacket that shows just the top of her tits. That view will never get old. She's got perfect tits. I wish I could let my mind just focus on them, but we've got work to do.

"I've had a courier send over Emma's diary."

"Really Jason? That's great! That could be the solid evidence we need."

The courier arrives and my secretary comes in with the book.

Jacqueline, Marcus, and I just stare at it in disbelief. We may finally know the cause of Emma's death. At the very least we'll know more about her life, almost as though it's coming from beyond the grave.

Marcus opens the book to the first page and together we read it. It starts with some general thoughts. "Dear Diary, I can't believe I'm writing in a diary. Dear Diary, I'm dating this new guy named Damian, he's hot but cocky." Then as we read page after page the story starts to become clear. "Dear Diary, I'm dated this married guy named A. He won't leave his wife for me, even though he keeps saying he will. What am I going to do? I'm in love with him."

"Wow," Jacqueline says. "She had another boyfriend, a secret boyfriend."

"Yeah," I say. "If only she could've just written his name."

Why Emma? I'm so frustrated. We know part of what happened but without a name, we can't get anywhere.

"Well, let's finish it," Marcus suggests.

"Dear Diary, I am so in love with A. I know we should be together. I've started blackmailing him, saying I'll expose everything if he doesn't run away with me. This did not make him happy, but we're so in love. How can he not see that? I don't want to ruin his career, but I'll do what I have to do to win him over. He's just scared. And with me, if we were together, then he would have nothing to be afraid of ever again. I hope I don't have to take it to that length. But, he whispers sweet nothings in my ear at night and by the next day he pretends that it never happened. He is a wolf in sheep's clothing."

Oh my God! I think we've got him.

"Did you guys recognize that?" I ask.

"Sure did."

"It has to be..." Jacqueline's face has shock written all over it.

"Wolff." I say. "A. Wolff. Our own enemy was Emma's as well. This diary points to Wolff as being the murderer."

"And now it all makes sense," Jacqueline says. "The whole crazy trial makes sense. I can see now why he was trying to cover his tracks. He wanted to make a media circus around Damian. He must've known she was dating him too."

"And," Marcus ascertains, "maybe he knew she was with him that night and that he didn't have an alibi."

"Of course!" I agree. "It all comes around in a perfect circle."

"Thank goodness Emma kept a diary, otherwise we may never have known. And Cain would've gone to jail, while Wolff kept putting criminals away in the DA's office," Marcus says.

"It's just creepy to think of a murderer putting away murderers. He almost got away with it too." Jacqueline seems sad about the whole thing.

"Marcus, Jacqueline, I can't express my gratitude enough for how hard you two have been working on this. Marcus, you really handled the evidence side of things, and Jacqueline, you're my power player in court. But the fact remains, that even with this diary, we do not have enough evidence to lock him away. She never mentions Wolff by name. If only she had... "

"But she didn't," Jacqueline agrees.

"Well, if we found this," Marcus says. "There has to more. We will find more. Wolff couldn't have covered his tracks that well."

"You're right," I say. "We just need a little more time."

"It's sad," Jacqueline says. "Why did Emma have to blackmail him? If only she knew that she was playing with fire."

"And she definitely got burned," I say, sad. That may have been a shitty pun, but like I'm so sad that this happened to poor Emma.

We put our heads together and reorganize the case and our position in court. There are papers and files and computers covering the conference table as we try to put together an entirely new strategy. Once we find a single scrap of evidence that will prove Wolff's guilt, I'm gonna make sure he goes away for the rest of his life. Being a DA has put him in a particularly perilous position. But we have this. I know that we will uncover all the facts and this thing will be done.

"I'm wondering about Xavier," Jacqueline says. "How is he gonna feel when he realizes he's been working for a dangerous man, a man who represents everything Xavier doesn't?"

"He'll be okay," I try to reassure her. "He's a brilliant attorney and none of this is his fault, and he too will come out on top. That I know for sure."