Legalities, Ivanna's new dilemma

Wakee looks over his information. "To clarify for D'ghock @D'peterd, we'll need to know which character and account name you were using at the time." He glances at Ivanna with his pen in hand. "Whenever you are ready." She looks down slightly. "Okay. Tundlax @Rokosha." That was when his expression changed. It was clear he didn't know how to spell that. She smiles softly. "Name t, u, n, d, l, a, x. Account holder's name is spelled @ no space r, o, k, o, s, h, a." He writes carefully before repeating it back to her.

Ivanna smiles. "That's correct." As she spoke, Alice entered the interrogation room with a folder in hand. "Jefferson, you have a call." Wakee nods, getting up and walks over to the door. "I'll be back in a bit." Alice whispers something into his ear. He lets out a soft sigh. "This might take a while. Winston, take over for me." She nods slightly. "With pleasure." He closes the door once he leaves. She walks over to the other side of the table, sitting down while opening her folder and glances at something within. "Where were you at around nine thirty last night?"

Ivanna blinks several times. 'Either I just heard this question a little bit ago or this is a serious case of déjà vu.' She looks down slightly, remembering a few television programs she had seen about this sort of thing. 'Aw, they are truly interrogating me.' She looks up into Alice's eyes. 'You make me want to say thinking of you, but I didn't know you at the time.' She lets out a soft sigh. "As I told Officer Jefferson, I was playing a video game with D'ghock @D'peterd." Alice licks her lips ever so slightly as she pulls out a legal document from the folder. "Did you know that your husband sold your home to your would-be lawyer, Patrick McCarthy?"

Ivanna's eyes widened as shock hit yet again. 'Wha? No, my husband wouldn't do that to me.' She picks up the document and reads it. To her dismay, it was a clear bill of sale stating that her home had changed hands as of this morning to Patrick McCarthy. 'I, I don't have a home anymore!?' Her heart sank. 'What am I going to do?' Her eyes slowly glance up into Alice's. "He... My, my husband, Franco. He didn't tell me anything about wanting to sell the house." Alice carefully watched Ivanna. Her expression quickly changed from stern to concerned. "Didn't Mr. Costa mention this at all to you? Even as a joke?"

Ivanna let out a quivering breath. "No, not even as a joke." Her hands started to shake as she moved them close together to stabilize them. "I guess I'll have to move." Alice reached out a hand to Ivanna's. "How about I get you some hot chocolate to calm your nerves?" Ivanna nods slightly. "Y-yeah, that'd be great." Alice left the room. Shortly after, she came back with some hot chocolate in a styrofoam cup and handed it to Ivanna. As Ivanna took her first sip, she heard her cuffs being unlocked. "...?" That was when a notification appeared in the center of her view.

Warning your bank balance is now $0.

Alice softly smiles. "That should help you relax, Mrs. Costa." Ivanna was too busy reading that to appreciate what Alice had just said. 'My money is gone too!?' Alice tilts her head a little. "Did you remember something, Mrs. Costa?" Ivanna's bottom lip began to quiver. "I..." That was when she remembered that her husband had access to her account in case of an emergency. She took another sip of that hot chocolate, soon letting out another quivering breath. "I just feel like today has to be one big joke." She knew that stating the obvious would likely make things worse. One of her husband's overly used examples of life, Murphy's First Law: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.

Alice nods slightly as she sat back down in her chair. "So, how did you meet Patrick McCarthy?" Ivanna looks down into her cup. It was about halfway down. "I met him through my husband's work. He is his co-worker at the law firm. We only really communicate when my husband is involved. Usually business stuff or, like today, when he wanted to wish me a happy birthday and to see if my husband had left yet." She chuckles. "He was upset about Franco not bringing him a bagel..."

Ivanna looks down at her cup again. "So much for a happy birthday." Alice reaches out a hand to Ivanna. "It may not mean much from me. But, happy birthday, Mrs. Costa." Ivanna looks to Alice's hand. "Thanks. That means a lot, Officer Winston." She turns her hand to gently squeeze Alice's. Alice gently squeezes Ivanna's hand back. Her score ticked up to 38. "Please, call me Alice." Ivanna softly smiles. "Okay, Alice. Um, may I ask you a question?" Alice smiles. "Sure." Ivanna takes the final sip of her hot chocolate. "Can you check if my husband has a house anywhere else? If he doesn't, I'll have to find somewhere else to live."

Alice moves her hand gently back. "Hmm, I'm not supposed to tell you this, but..." She glances back at the window behind her then leans in closer and whispers. "He owns two other properties. One is in the suburbs and the other is in Cadaques, Spain." Ivanna's eyes widen. "He was hiding a lot from me..." She felt her heart sink again. 'I'm beginning to wonder if I knew him at all.' She looks up into Alice's eyes. "Are you telling me that he might have fled the country?"

Alice looks deeply into Ivanna's eyes. "I am not saying anything." Ivanna starts to pout. "But I've been good..." She says while starting to use big puppy dog eyes. Alice's cheeks redden before she coughs into her fist. "We don't know for sure, but it is beginning to look that way." Wakee opens the door. "I need to speak to you, now." Alice looks up to him before glancing back at Ivanna. "I'll just be a minute." After she left the room, Ivanna got up and walked over to the door. She can hear them speaking on the other side of the door.

Wakee: "Are you trying to ruin a possible lead?"

Alice: "It's obvious that Mrs. Costa is in the dark about this. The only question is how much in the dark she is."

Wakee sighs: "Look, I get it. You have a hunch about her. I feel for her too, but that isn't going to help here. We're talking about human trafficking after all."

Ivanna's eyes widen. '!?' As she steps back up from the door, the optional section of her quest scratches itself off. She takes another step back, bumping into the table and jumps from the unexpected sensation. Alice opens the door. Both she and Wakee look into Ivanna's eyes. Ivanna grins, nervously fiddling with her fingers. "I heard, nothing?" He smacks his forehead gently. "You handle her. I need to finish checking her alibi." Alice lets out a soft sigh as he walks away.

Ivanna gently draws a figure eight mindlessly with her right foot while looking at Alice. "I just wanted to know what was going on..." Alice smiles softly as she shakes her head. "That's it for this interrogation. Since it's out of the bag, I can tell you the gist of things. Please, have a seat, Mrs. Costa." Ivanna pouts. "Please. Call me Ivanna, Alice." Alice nods as she closes the door and they both take their seats. "I was going to show you this document next, Ivanna." She says, sliding a bank statement from that folder, showing several millions of dollars being deposited to an offshore account under Mr. Costa's name.

Ivanna looks it over before glancing at Alice. "Can you say for certain that he isn't being framed?" Alice shook her head. "No, but we just received word that he has left the country." Ivanna realized at that moment that it was likely why her bank account had been drained. 'He left me high and dry. That fucking asshole...' She pounds her fist hard against the table as tears started to swell in her eyes. "Fucker..." Alice gets up from her chair then walks beside Ivanna and hugs her gently.

Ivanna cries heavily for the next fifteen minutes while Alice holds her gently. She could hear some words in the background but was too distraught to understand them.

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: $0

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)