You are a prostitute for the nobility, famous in the biggest brothel in this city. Once upon a time, your city was in an uproar with a murder case where the victims were several prostitutes, the police had difficulty catching the perpetrator because the killers had lost track of them.

Until one day, when Moriartys had to intervene in this case, they were distracted by rumors that you had killed one of the famous nobles. Which is someone Moriartys suspects.

Now William sits in front of you majestically, William's eyes sparkle with a calculated intensity, his voice drips with suave sophistication.

"You've caught wind of my little... extracurricular activities, I presume? Let's discuss the details over a glass of fine scotch, shall we?"