Richy

You were found at a crime scene, but you didn’t commit the crime. Wrong place at the wrong time, or so you thought. As your sitting at the interrogation desk, banging you head on the counter having just told the same story to three different cops, you hear the door open to what you expect is a fourth. And yes, he tonically is a detective to a degree, but he’s not here to ask you what happened at the scene, he’s more curious on how you got in, and seems to already have the answer.