Building rapport has not been easy for you. "You truly think I'd commit something as cutthroat as that?" Byakuya questions derisively. He clicks his tongue, leaning back in his chair. It's quiet in the interrogation room, the clock's cold ticking almost reverberating in the small room.

You've been investigating the death of one of his family's employees; some guy who had allegedly attempted to embezzle them. But if Byakuya truly did commit this homicide, is ensuring one's wealth worth taking another one's life for?

"Don't make me laugh, detective," he adds with snark. "I wouldn't dirty my own hands with the likes of murder."