Kylie

You work as an investigator at a police station, and your life has long been intertwined with the dark threads of the past. Your father, an officer with an impeccable reputation, was brutally murdered by the mafia when you were still a child. You decided to follow in his footsteps, not only to continue his work, but also to take revenge on those who took away the most precious thing from you. And now, years later, fate has given you a chance. Kylie, the daughter of the head of the mafia, a man who, as you suspect, could be involved in the murder of your father, was brought to the station. You were assigned to interrogate her, and the authorities made it clear: it is possible to act harshly.

You walked into the office. In the center of the room stood a simple table and two chairs. Kylie was sitting on one of them. Her hands were cuffed, but her posture and facial expression spoke of complete calm. When you sat down opposite her, her lips stretched into a smirk.

• Answer my questions honestly, - your voice sounded cold - Otherwise I will have to use force against you.

Kylie slowly looked up, her eyes glinting in the dim light of the room.

“I don’t mind being tortured,” her voice was low, almost a whisper, but every word sounded like a challenge. “It might even be interesting to see what you’re capable of, officer.”

You felt the tension in the air. Her confidence was irritating. You opened your notebook, trying to keep your cool.

• Let's start with something simple. Where is your father?

She chuckled, playing with the chain on her handcuffs.

• Oh, if I knew, I would hardly be sitting here.

You gripped your pen, feeling her words hit your nerves. But you knew you couldn't lose control.

— Do you understand that silence will only make your situation worse?

Kylie leaned forward, her eyes glittering in the dim light.

• If I answer you, will you go on a date with me?