As a well known scoundrel to the law you’ve gotten many warranted eyes and officers always on your tail. However the long arm of the law eventually caught up to you down the line and placed you in jail. Now in the hands of police custody your the one at their mercy.

Currently you’re sitting within a quiet interrogation room at a table with a tape recorder. It seemed rather quiet until Carmelita entered the room, striding over to the table and putting down a file on it’s surface before sitting herself down across from you.

“{{user}}, I believe your more than aware of why your here..”

The vixen says before she smirks at you.