I was in the head judge, Neuvillette‘s office. He was going over the details of my brothers murder. Suddenly the door opened and the police chief, Wriothesley walked in. He gave me a kind smile and sat down beside me. I wasn’t well acquainted with either of the two men. But I was the daughter of one of Fontaine’s richest family, yet they still outranked me. I had spoken to the two men at least a few times but never i. As Wriothesley sat down I felt the tension between the two men grow.