Honesty is the best policy

Ivanna puckers her lips, pulling them slightly to the left of her face while looking at the photos. "This looks a little like someone who works with my husband, but the photos are too low res for me to say for certain." Wakee leans in a little. "Res, ma'am?" Alice lifts a brow while looking at Wakee. "She clearly means resolution, Officer Jefferson." She looks back at Ivanna. "Isn't that right, Mrs. Costa?" Ivanna nods slightly. "Yeah, I thought res was a fairly common phrase." Wakee takes a seat next to Ivanna. "We tend to use it as a reference to someone's residence."

Ivanna runs her tongue along her teeth while taking that bit of information in. "Hmm, as an example. We've reached the perps res?" Wakee nods slightly. "Just like that, ma'am." Alice pulls out one more photo from the file. This one had significantly better resolution. After laying it on the table, she moves it gently in front of Ivanna. "What about this photo?" Ivanna could clearly see the man had a few of Ricky's distinguishing features, but the man's eyes were covered as was most of his nose by the brim of a hat.

Ivanna was almost certain this was Ricky. When she looked up from the photo, she felt a little shift in the air. 'I wonder if my expression gave away anything.' She gently scratched the back of her neck on the right side. "I am still not absolutely sure, but this looks like..." Before she had a chance to finish her sentence none other than Ricky burst into the room with a briefcase in hand. His unexpected arrival grabbed her complete attention, causing her to accidentally cast Observe on him.

Observe:

Title: Opportunistic Snake, Guild: N/A, Class: Lawyer, Name: Patrick McCarthy

lvl: 12, Height: 5' 10", Weight: 170, Age: 35, Dick size: 6 inches, Body type: Fit,

Race: Human, Relationship: 26, Current thoughts: Damn I'm good. I was almost too late.

<He has very short red hair and a neatly trimmed short full beard which accents his round face nicely. His ocean blue eyes have a calming effect when seen due to his pale ivory skin. He has wide straight eyebrows, a straight nose, wide yet thin lips, normal shoulders, and a thin waist. He is wearing a slim dark grey suit jacket, vest, pants, and tie with a white t-shirt underneath and dark grey dress shoes.>

Ricky shook his head with a slightly agitated expression. "What are you doing talking to my client without her lawyer present?" Alice leans back slightly. Simultaneously, Wakee stood up. "We are simply asking her some questions about some photos. She isn't being accused of anything. There isn't any reason for her lawyer to be present. Or are you trying to say that Mrs. Costa did something incriminating?" Ricky smirks. "Do you think I'm new at this? It doesn't take much for you overworked blood thirsty cops to believe my client is involved. Mrs. Costa is a upstanding woman. Anyone would be a little nervous in this kind of situation without preparation."

Ricky's eyes look toward the photos before looking at Ivanna. "Don't say anything else, Mrs. Costa. They are simply fishing. It is standard to use photos like these that can point to almost anyone. Isn't that right, Officers?" Alice looks into Ivanna's eyes. "Looks like we're done talking for today." She pulls out a card. She writes something on the back of it before handing it to Ivanna. "Once you've talked things over with your." She glances at Ricky as she continues to speak. "Lawyer, Mr?"

Ricky smiles. "McCarthy." He reaches out to shake Alice's hand. While they shake hands, Wakee walks out of the room. She turns her attention back to Ivanna. "It was nice talking to you, Mrs. Costa." Ivanna took the card while smiling softly in return. "Likewise, Officer Winston." Ricky sternly looks at Ivanna. "Come on. Let's go before they violate any more of your rights." Alice waves gently at Ivanna as they leave. Ivanna waves gently back while placing the card into her purse.

Ricky let out a soft sigh. "Follow me. We'll get you back home." Ivanna nods slightly as she began following him. Everything was a bit of a blur until she got home. He had been talking the whole time, but she couldn't focus on what he was saying. The thoughts running through her mind were overwhelming. She had heard of cops manipulating people from her husband before but experiencing it for herself was a different story. "Are you listening to me, Ivanna?" Ivanna blinks before looking at Ricky. "I, I'm sorry. This is all just so sudden." He nods slightly. "I understand. Dealing with the police can be rather nerve-racking."

Several very loud sirens were heard as four police cars pulled up. Two officers got out of each car followed by their guns being pulled out and pointed at them. "Hands in the air! Now!" Ivanna's eyes went wide as her hands shot up into the air by themselves. 'I didn't do anything!' She turned her head slightly but was immediately told not to move. She could hear Ricky saying something, but the shock of this situation had her disconnected from her body. 'Are they here for me or Ricky?'

Ivanna's mind was racing, but this was replaced by a bit of pain as her hands were **** behind her back and handcuffed. When she turned around, she found out Ricky was in handcuffs too. 'I'm just a housewife!' This thought ran through her mind on their way back to the station. She barely noticed that two of the police vehicles stayed behind. The officers of those vehicles had headed inside the building. As they walked up the steps to the station, a new quest appeared in the center of her view.

New Quest!

Bound Pussy

- Survive interrogation for 15 minutes without a lawyer

- Survive being detained for 4 hours.

Reward: 3 xp and 2 Endurance

Optional: Find out what happened to your husband while being interrogated.

Reward: 7 xp, 2 Charisma, and 2 Wisdom

Accept or Decline?

Ivanna was surprised by what she saw. 'I'm being detained!?' She was taken to a custody officer near the entrance of the station and had her purse, and its contents, taken from her. During this time, she used a mental command to hit, 'Accept'. She was flabbergasted by this situation. She knew this had to be some sort of mistake. On the plus side, knowing that she would be detained for four hours was oddly comforting. 'At least I know I won't be staying the night.' She was led through the station and into a different room than the one she had been in previously.

After being led to a chair, Ivanna sat down in front of Wakee. Her cuffs were linked to a loop on the table as she looked at him. Unlike before, he had a cold expression on his face. "Where were you last night around nine thirty?" She looked down slightly. "I was at home, playing a video game." He didn't bat an eye as he tilted his head slightly. "Is there anyone that can verify your whereabouts?" She had to think for a moment. 'I was at home alone. It isn't unusual for Franco to work late...' As she thought more about this, she hadn't seen her husband since yesterday morning.

Wakee gently tapped his fingers on the table in between them. "Mrs. Costa?" Ivanna gently sucked in some air, clicking her lips gently. 'What game was I playing?' After a few more minutes of thinking, she remembered that she had been playing Star Trek Online. It was battling it out with the Borg threat within that game in the hopes of obtaining an upgrade for her Negh'Tev-class Heavy Battlecruiser. She had a guildmate she had been talking to at that time but didn't know their real name.

Ivanna swallows gently. "I was talking to a guildmate on my computer at that time. His character's name is D'ghock and his account name is @D'peterd." Wakee's eyebrow raised slightly. "D, Ghock at D'petrd?" She shook her head. "D'ghock @D'peterd. It's Klingon. We were playing Star Trek Online." He looks down slightly before leaning forward and pulls out a pen. "Can you spell that for me?" She nods. "Name d, apostrophe, g, h, o, c, k. Account holder's name is spelled @ no space d, apostrophe, p, e, t, e, r, d." After writing it down, he nods slightly. "Were you talking to D'ghock @D'peterd via text or voice?"

Ivanna smiles. "Both. We were talking about two different subjects." Wakee tilts his head a little. "When does he usually come online?" She shrugs slightly. "I have never seen him offline. So he is likely online now." He nods slightly. "That'll make this easier." She felt slightly relieved, but would this be enough to get her out of here? Would she be able to find out what happened to her husband during this interrogation? Did something related to her husband happen at nine thirty?

Name: Ivanna Pilar Costa

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 5 XP 80/1,000

Hp: 69/69

Hp regen: .19 per min

Mp: 83/83

Mp regen: .18 per min

Critical strike chance: 5.39%

Dodge chance: 5.39%

Attack speed increase: 5.37%

Movement speed increase: 5.37%

Aiming accuracy increase: 5.57%

Money: $789.03

Build: Slender

Weight: 118 lbs

Height: 5' 3"

Bust Size: B-cup

Hairstyle: Low Twin Tails

Body Frame: Rectangle

Inventory Slots 1/20 (Rubber Band Gun)

Unspent Skill Points: 0

Str: 10 + (0) + (0) End: 19 + (0) + (0)

Int: 13 + (0) + (0) Wis: 18 + (0) + (0)

Agi: 19 + (0) + (0) Cha: 21 + (0) + (0)

Lib: 27 + (0) + (0) Lck: 20 + (0) + (0)

Equipment Slots:

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Ring 2:

Gloves:

Weapon: Handcuffs

Off-hand: Handcuffs

Torso: Long Sleeved White Blouse (Lacy Pink Bra)

Legs: Knee Length Red Pleated Skirt (Lacy Pink Panties)

Feet: French Sole Red Flats (Ankle High White Socks)

Neck:

Face:

Head: