C75 The new regional manager

In a nearby interrogation room, Cha’Rolette and Zurra sat indignantly. Their dresses were torn and charred, their hair burnt and smoking. A layer of ferrocrete dust clung to every inch of them. The new young detective was at a complete loss as to how to handle them.

“I have nothing to say around HER,” Cha’Rolette sniffed, turning her back to Zurra.

“Well, talk to me then