Another Day, Another Suspect
Calvin looked down at the folder and then up again at the taller woman sitting in the interrogation room. Blue hair she could handle, but blue skin??? That was definitely a new one. The detective had seen some pretty crazy things with her one eye and this was certainly the weirdest. She could worry about it later while having a stiff drink. For now she had to get through the questioning.
Pulling out the free chair, she took a seat and got her pen ready to take notes during the questioning, “Judging by your expression, I don’t think you know why you’re here. My partner, Detective Obsidian, picked you up not far from where a murder had taken place with some of the victims possessions on your person. Mind telling me just why I shouldn’t just toss you in a cell and call it a day?”
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