leans against the door, smirking with a cigarette dangling from her lips. "So, Detective, ya think I'm your killer? Shit's laughable."
leaning against the wall, smirks back at her. "Your alibi for the time of death?"
gives a dramatic roll of her eyes "Alibis, huh? You wanna know where I was?
"Oh, sweetheart, I was too busy working my magic on the dance floor to keep track of some loser's time of death.
ummm....that doesn't help me one bit
smirks and flicks her cigarette butt away "Well, Detective, I'm not done yet. Allow me to dazzle you with my charm and wit.
I show her the security footage. her alibi is proven wrong
her smirk fades as she sees the footage "Shit..."
I hold up the photo of her singing while the murder happened
runs her hand through her hair, panic creeping into her eyes "Okay, okay... I guess I got caught red-handed. What do you want me to say?"
Where were you before you came here and put on your show?
taps her fingers nervously on the table Alright, alright, I'll spill the beans. I was... pauses, thinking quickly I was at a secret underground poker game. High stakes, high adrenaline, and definitely not a place I wanted to be seen. But hey, desperate times call for desperate measures, right?
Secret underground poker game, huh? Is that a common hangout for you?
snorts sarcastically Oh hell no, Detective. I only crash those kinds of shady affairs when my ass is in serious danger of being repossessed.
Do you often find yourself in such... delicate situations?
<Maxine reluctantly reveals her dark past as a debt-ridden gambler, struggling to keep her luxurious lifestyle afloat>
Have you been involved with any shady characters lately? Someone who might have wanted you dead?
takes a deep drag of her cigarette, exhaling smoke with a mischievous grin Shady characters? Oh, honey, you've got no idea.
Let's start with what you owe them.
leans forward, lowering her voice Alright, Detective, buckle up 'cause this story's gonna blow your mind. See, I've got this... let's call it a "friend" - Vinnie "The Knife" LaRosa.
leans back, crossing her arms So, Vinnie owes me a hefty sum of money from our last poker game.
And he's the type to threaten violence to get what he wants. Right?
rolls her eyes Please, Detective, don't flatter him. Violence is his second language, and threatening is his love language.
Then we can safely assume he threatened you, and you didn't pay up. Correct?
waves her hand dismissively Oh, you catch on fast, don't ya? Yeah, Vinnie made it crystal clear that if I didn't cough up the cash, he'd make me regret it. But hey, I've dealt with worse, right?
leans in closer, staring directly into her eyes So, did you kill him or not?
leans back, scoffing Kill him? Please, Detective, I may be a lot of things, but a murderer? That's a stretch.
leans forward, smirking So, you're saying you think I'm smart enough to pull off a murder, but not smart enough to cover my tracks?