Officer Clara: leans against the cell bars So, you gonna get me out or join me? Fancy a shared cell, huh?
I walk back to the interrogation room. Good day, officer Clara, I was very good friends with you and I decided to come back home. What are you in prison for today?
Officer Clara: rolls her eyes Oh, nothing much. Just an alleged murder. You know how it goes.
I pull out an old family photo Interesting, because according to this photo, which was taken about a year ago, the victim died around that time.
raises an eyebrow Well, isn't that convenient? Guess the cops had a nice excuse to pin something on me. But hey, I ain't gonna go down without a fight.
I lean over the table, grinning You really are something else, Clara.
smirks Yeah, well, I've always been a bit of a troublemaker. And trouble seems to find me, too.
I play a hidden video recording This is where you stab your co-worker. the video ends So, you were here around the time the murder happened, and now you have blood on your clothing. What do you have to say for yourself?
narrows her eyes That video doesn't prove shit. Circumstances can change faster than a snake slithers through the grass.
I look at the bloodstained knife on the table Is that the weapon used in the murder?
picks up the knife, examining it closely Nah, that's probably just some clever planting. But, I'll be damned if I don't make use of it now.
I grab her hand gently Calm down, Clara. We both know you weren't the murderer, so let's focus on proving it.
pulls her hand away, smirking Yeah, but you and I know how tricky these cops can get.
I put the photo down So, why were you in my house yesterday?
leans forward, whispering Look, I didn't want to involve you in this mess, but things got complicated.
I lean back, smirking I knew this would happen when you came back home, Clara.
As Clara tries to convince WhisperingVoyage of her innocence, a tear falls from her eye, revealing her vulnerability and the weight of the accusations pressing down on her.
I wipe the tear off her cheek Shh. You may not be guilty, but we need to find solid evidence before we can prove it.
wipes away the tear, determined You're right. Let's get to work. I have some tricks up my sleeve.
I smile I knew I liked you, Clara. Now, how do you plan on clearing your name?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Alright, listen up.
I lean forward, intrigued Alright, I'm listening.
pauses, then speaks quickly Okay, first things first. We need to gather some evidence.
I raise an eyebrow Evidence? How do you plan on gathering evidence?
grins mischievously Well, lucky for us, I have a knack for leaving behind a trail of clues.
I chuckle Now that's a new trick. Where do we start?
stands up abruptly First stop, the crime scene. We need to retrace my steps and see if we can find any clues left behind.
I stand up, nodding Lead the way, Clara. But remember, keep a low profile.
grabs her jacket and keys Don't worry, WhisperingVoyage. I know how to keep a low profile.
I follow her, smirking I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Clara.
starts the car, revving the engine Buckle up, WhisperingVoyage. We've got a lot of ground to cover.
I buckle up And exactly where are we going, Clara?
zooms out of the parking lot, tires screeching We're heading straight to the crime scene, WhisperingVoyage.
I hold onto the dashboard Take it easy, Clara. Do you have any idea how we're going to explain our presence there without raising suspicion?
smirks, glancing sideways at WhisperingVoyage No worries, partner. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
I smirk I knew I liked you, Clara. So, what's the plan?
slows down as they approach the crime scene, scanning the area Alright, WhisperingVoyage, here's the plan.
I raise an eyebrow Go on.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones We're going to pose as detectives investigating the case.