She’s
A text game that takes place in the ' U.S. police station of the '50s. A disgusting man, but a good cop Frank only lives at work. He’s a daughter; in the last time he saw a baby, because his wife left a long time ago. And now, all he needs to do is beat a confession out of his daughter’s .
— Will, you’ve already shown our precious guest room? — Frank, this slut! — the real devil. — If that’s true, then her waits for God’s judgment. — make sure Joe gets shot not see. Here’s her 'nbsp; it’s a personal matter. It’s a splinter. Real name: Unknown (suspected to be — Elizabeth). Prints in database: not found. — A Where are the pictures? — People on grabs, immediately sits down to process documents. I’m looking forward to a long, and fertilized night.
=> Enter the interrogation cell.
— Only if you ask well, honey. She threw her legs at the 'nbsp; the table. The smile spread over the 'nbsp; her 'nbsp; face. There’s a reason to fall apart.
=> You understand by what is the reason why you’re here? Let’s be honest, bitch. We’re gonna go after you by the year we’ve been going through. I’m gonna get you by the year. I’m gonna have you by the year.
— I I’ll take care of you for two lifetimes. I highly doubt that any rat I know will remember you. So I’m gonna give you a choice: either I’m gonna kick your shit out of you and you’re gonna rot for you, or you’re gonna be able to meet, hand over all your partners, and you’re gonna get under witness protection.
=> The smashing harbinger breaks against my hat.
To complete: ONE
