Your Suspect

And I wasn't wrong!

The next day, the police report to the doors of Windrug&So. In a panic, the receptionist notifies me of two detectives who want to speak to me and Loraine. I take the elevator and walk towards the men. “Aziel Renegade, Acting Director,” I introduce myself. “What can I do for you, sir?”.

The men look very distinguished with their top hats and round glasses. It’s like they just stepped out of an old detective film influenced by Charlie Chaplin. I think this image is part of their job, intended to appear impressive to suspects. “Detective Smith and Jones,” the man in front of me responds, pointing to himself and his colleague. “We come here for the case of Elena Fellogan. We’d like to ask some questions”.

“Aaahh, no problem. Shall we continue to the conference room so we can talk confidentially?” I offer. The men nod in approval. I point them into the elevator and then the door to the intended room. My secretary comes to offer us something to drink and