“I have a few… questions for you.” The great consulting detective, Sherlock Holmes, was staring you down, intentionally making you nervous. “Regarding the case I am working on. It involves your brother’s friend’s unfortunate passing.”

He paused, his dark eyes and curly hair seemingly inevitable and intimidating. He waited for a response, but got none. “I have reason to believe you were at the scene of the crime within an hour of the murder.” He paused again. “Is this true?”