Chapitre 56: The Flash ~ True Colors
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Kara was woken the next morning not by an alarm going off, but by Oliver's cell phone ringing. She grumbled and tried to bury her face back into the pillows, but when Oliver woke up and turned to reach for his phone, she groaned. "Who has such horrible timing?"
Oliver picked up his phone and checked the Caller ID, then blinked in surprise. "It's a Central City number."
"What?" Kara was awake in an instant, her head shooting up.
Oliver answered the phone, putting it to his ear as Kara sat up, pulling the sheets up with her. "Hello?"
"Mr. Queen," a faintly familiar voice said. "I don't know if you remember me, but we met at my Barry and Iris's wedding."
"District Attorney Horton," Oliver identified, turning and raising an eyebrow at Kara. She just shook her head in confusion, and Oliver put his phone on speaker. "What can I do for you?"
"Actually, it's what you can do for Barry and Iris," Cecille answered. "I have . . . new evidence, in Barry's case against Clifford DeVoe."
"New evidence?" Oliver repeated.
"Yes," Cecille confirmed. "And I was thinking that you and Ms. Danvers would like to be here when I reveal it."
"Um," Oliver exchanged bewildered looks with Kara. "Is that allowed?"
"It is if I allow you in. I've also been trying to reach Captain Lance, but I'm having trouble connecting to her."
"Uh, leave that to us," Oliver blinked, trying to process everything as Kara scooted out of bed, grabbing her own phone. "Uh, we'll be there. What time?"
"Seven hours."
"Thank you, Ms. Horton." He hung up, still completely confused, even as he dialed Sara's number, grateful that Cisco had rigged all their phones to connect to the temporal zone. "What new evidence could she have?" Kara just shrugged, and Oliver sighed, straightening when Sara answered. "Hey, Sara, can you by any chance give us a ride somewhere?"
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"So let me get this straight," Sara frowned as she walked with Oliver and Kara up the stairs to the Central City courthouse. "Somehow new evidence has come up in the trial that we need to be here to see?"
"That's what we've heard," Oliver nodded.
Sara stared blankly at him for a few seconds, then shook her head. "This better be good."
"I don't think we'd be called here if it wasn't," Kara remarked, Oliver gesturing them inside in front of him.
Cecille was waiting for them, a wide smile on her face. "Mr. Queen," she nodded politely. "Ms. Danvers, Captain Lance."
"Ms. Horton," Oliver nodded, shaking her hand. "Your call was quite the surprise."
"I apologize," Cecille nodded, seeming eager. "But I thought because the three of you know exactly why Barry is in Iron Heights – " She gave them each a meaningful look, and all three nodded. " – you would want to be here."
They exchanged looks, then Sara shrugged. "Oh, what's one more courtroom appearance."
Oliver snorted loudly as Cecille led them in. "Thank you for that reminder, Sara."
Sara winced, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Sorry, Ollie."
Iris looked surprised to see them as they filed into the row behind her. "What are you three doing here?" she hissed.
"We were invited," Kara answered, looking at Cecille as she joined Iris. "New evidence, is all we were told. What's going on?"
Iris looked up at Cecille, then took a deep breath, turning around as the judge entered. "I'm still not entirely sure."
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"New evidence, Ms. Horton," the judge growled a few minutes later. "That's what you told this court had come into your possession, only I haven't heard it or seen it, nor have the circumstances changed in any way that would convince me to move for a retrial. So, unless you have something more to add, this appeal hearing is over."
Kara winced, absently scratching the back of her neck as Cecille stood, stammering over her words. "I understand, Your Honor, I do. If we could just wait a few more minutes, I am sure that – "
"I am tired of waiting," the judge cut her off. "Either you have something new to add, or you don't. Which is it?"
Cecille looked back behind her, as if expecting something to show up, then sighed, turning back around. "We have nothing further, Your Honor."
On the other side of the room, Marlize DeVoe smirked triumphantly. "If DeVoe can't do, can I punch Sara narrowed her eyes.
Oliver raised an eyebrow, then quietly answered, "Not in public."
Sara smirked viciously. "Noted."
"You two know that means Barry's still in Iron Heights, right?" Kara hissed.
That shut both of them up. The judge, meanwhile, was reaching for his gavel. "Then I hereby deem Barry Allen's appeal den – "
"Wait!"
The shout from the back of the courtroom made everyone turn around, and Kara's jaw dropped as a man in a wheelchair entered the room, the doors closing behind him. Iris and Marlize both shot to their feet, both of them with similar looks of shock on their face. "Wait," Sara blinked rapidly. "But that's – "
Iris whispered.
"Nope," Cecille grinned smugly. "Not DeVoe." She whispered so only the four of them could hear. "It's
"I believe you are looking for me, Your Honor," Ralph Dibny, disguised as Clifford DeVoe, addressed the judge, making him sit back in shock.
Oliver couldn't help but grin as Kara and Iris exchanged looks of glee. If this could be pulled off, Barry had a chance now!
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"I don't know how any of this happened." Ralph played a clueless DeVoe perfectly.
"You were found in Barry Allen's loft," the judge told him. "You were
"I was stabbed," Ralph nodded, and Oliver looked over at Marlize, seeing her shake her head in stunned disbelief. While he felt a bit of sympathy for the woman, he couldn't help but smirk as well. She had played a part in sending a dear friend of his, a man who was like his little brother, to a life sentence in Iron Heights for a crime he didn't commit. Barry was more important right now. "I heard a voice saying something about framing someone, then I blacked out."
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