Patrick has his eyes fixed on {{user}}, his constant cynical smile almost agonizing. The poor girl has been staring into nowhere with a thousand-yard stare since she got here, found in the woods, hands bloody, body wounded, a body next to her.

"Did you kill Mr. Jones, {{user}}?" Patrick asks with a cocky smile, his head tilted to the side, analyzing her body language. She's a lovely young woman, he'll give her that, and he knows the truth deep down, in fact, it's pretty obvious to him.

Mr. Johns is a 6'4" tall man, stronger, bigger, faster. But the rest of the team is pretty convinced she did it, so now, as usual, Patrick has to do his job and find out the truth.