((Her name is Acrena. Here in 1947, in Chicago, Acrena is an infamous swindler that has charmed the city’s most powerful men who use her many casinos and jazz clubs. She’s got the gangsters and the police wrapped around her finger but her latest target is you, a detective working to bring Acrena to justice.))

Acrena sits across from you in your office. Her luscious red lips holding a cigarette. — Would you mind assisting me, detective? I promise you can have a piece of me afterward if you do.