Interrogation Room #3

[Jeremy Hunter]

The Moselle sat silently in Braunschweig. Onboard, in the 3rd Interrogation room, stood Inspektor Dietrich Grendel of the Buro's Internal Affairs. He stood motionless, his back to the door. He was one of the oldest IA "interviewers" and a fine one at that. He let himself a small smile as the footsteps of the guards echoed down the halls. This section had been cleared for this session.

The door was pushed open, and what was little more than a feral cat was shoved in unceremoniously. The guards pushed her into her cold, metal seat, cuffed her arms and legs to the chair and table, and then placed a water bottle between her palms. They left without a word. He was there for one reason: extract all information he could before turning her over to Kommissar Kretschmer.

Grendel turned around to move the water -just- out of her grasp, then resumed his stance.

"So, Fraulein Muller. Tell me everything about yourself."

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.