Pierce laughed, but it sounded slightly strained. "Misconduct? Are you out of your mind, kid?"
"I am prepared to make an offer of proof, Your Honor," Elijah continued, ignoring her. "If Ms. Pierce refuses to take the stand, I will motion for an immediate mistrial with prejudice on the grounds of a severe and intentional Brady violation regarding suppressed exculpatory evidence."
The phrase "Brady violation" hit the courtroom like a bomb. It was the absolute worst accusation you could level at a prosecutor; it meant they had hidden evidence of innocence.
Judge Harrison looked at Elijah, truly seeing him for the first time. The boy wasn't floundering. He was completely in control. The judge looked at Pierce, whose arrogant smirk had slightly faltered.
"Ms. Pierce," Judge Harrison said slowly. "Are you aware of any exculpatory evidence that has not been turned over to the defense?"
"Absolutely not, Your Honor," Pierce lied smoothly, recovering her composure. "This boy is fishing. He has no evidence. He's trying to turn this court into a circus."
Elijah pounced. "Let the record show that Prosecutor Pierce has formally stated under oath to this court that she is aware of no exculpatory evidence."
Elijah took three steps toward the center of the room. "Your Honor, I ask the court to turn its attention to Defense Exhibit 99."