I Plead the Fifth [Xenon]

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Mid March 2026
@xenon

There was one call Charlotta always dreaded. The police. It'd been a reoccurring nightmare, that someday Emrys would get so deep into a problem that he got involved with the police. But a part of Charlotta had also been convinced Emrys wasn't that stupid. No way he'd ever get mixed up with the police.

Well, last night's call had proven her wrong. When the man on the other end had introduced himself as an officer she immediately knew someone had screwed up. Bad. Only a few musicians under her label were wild enough for this sort of behavior, and Emrys made that short list. She couldn't help this sinking feeling that something had happened. Thankfully, it wasn't a call to bail someone out of jail, and was a request to meet. Clearly whoever it was that had messed with the police had refused to answer any questions and directed them to her. That sounded an awful lot like Emrys... But she was trying not to jump to conclusions.

So, the next day she'd kissed her wife and baby goodbye and headed out to meet this police officer. She'd arranged to meet him at noon at a cafe, once she often used for business. The staff was discrete and it was a quiet cafe to begin with, making it ideal for her to have certain... conversations. 

Charlotta had put on her "nice leathers", or in other words she was still rocking her usual rocker style, but was still rather put together. Definitely not something you'd expect to be the mysterious manager the police officer had been told to speak with. She'd gotten to the cafe early, and taken a moment to take a smoke to distract her mind from all the potential theories of what was going on, and WHO had stirred this legal pot, when she spotted the uniformed officer approach. Immediately Charlotta put the cigarette out and stood up to meet him part way. Immediately she held out her hand to shake his own. "Officer Willowmoore, I presume? I'm Charlotta Holopainen, we spoke on the phone yesterday," she introduced herself, before turning and motioning to the booth. "Please, have a seat. Would you like a drink or anything before we speak?" Might as well be courteous to the officer... Because she had yet to discover what had happened. Best to play it on the safe side just in case her musician had truly messed up and she had to do major damage control. 

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Some days Zee's job were easier than others. Today should have been considered an "easy day". He was conducting a simple interview for an investigation that had a few loose ends. He couldn't believe he was wrapped in a case that involved his own daughter, Xantha. The world felt smaller these days with how often he'd run into his daughter after many years not seeing her. Zee knew that it could be a conflict of interest if anyone found out his daughter was involved, but most people in his department didn't meddle. They trusted him and his judgement. That was something he never wanted to jeopardize but he wasn't going to hand the case over to someone else. The Officer wanted to make sure it was handled with special care after the things he saw.

Xantha's friend refused to answer any questions during the investigation. Making his job much harder than it had to be. The law wasn't even there to see him, he was just being a punk ass kid because he could. Not only were his actions strange, he couldn't get those freaky red eyes out of his head. Who the hell was she associating herself with?

As Zee stepped into the familiar cafe, he gave his waiter friend a friendly wave from afar as he was greeted by a blonde dressed in leather and heavy eye make up. He wasn't sure why he expected anything less from that punk ass kid. Zee extended a hand to shake, "Hello Charlotta, it's nice to meet you." he greeted her with an easy going smile. Zee didn't want to come off as intimidating, but he knew the police uniform could be very intimidating for some people. Before becoming a cop, he remembered experiencing a similar feeling of fearing cops. The man sat down at the table, turning the volume on his walkie on his shoulder all the way down. Since she was taking time out of her day to meet him, he was polite enough to respect her time. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me today, I'm sure you lead a very busy schedule." he told her graciously, waving a hand, "Oh no, thank you for asking, but if there's anything that strikes your fancy please don't be shy because the bill is already taken care of. I don't plan on taking much of your time." he told her with assurance. Zee believed it was in best practice to always treat people when they took time out of their day for an investigation, so he often left a card on tab for these situations at places he frequented.

@charlotta

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Mid March 2026
@xenon

Charlotta didn't intimidate easily. If ever. In her line of work she was often dealing with people that tried to strong arm her, or question her authority as a woman. As such, meeting with this police officer did nothing to her composure. She seemed completely unbothered by his presence, as if it was just another day. And it was. To be honest, paparazzi were much more terrifying then a police officer, and they was a master at swimming with the sharks. He accepted her offered hand and she made sure to give a strong handshake before releasing his hand and sitting down at the booth across from him.

Charlotta clasped her hands together and placed them on the table in front of them, eyeing the officer with that same cool and unfazed composure. "Of course, I would assume that any matters you may wish to discuss would be of the utmost importance. As such, it would be rude of me to postpone a meeting." She spoke slowly, but with authority. It was almost as if she was silently telling him that since she'd made the time for him he better not waste it. He'd mentioned her getting something but she chose to half ignore the comment. Instead she shifted, leaning back and crossing her left leg over her right and eying him lazily. "What business do you have with me, Officer?" She asked straight forward. She wasn't going to beat around the bush.

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Zee slowly shifted into his officer role once he was sat in the chair across from the young blonde. He was relieved that she wished to get right to business. Beating around the bush would only take more of both of their precious time, so he was grateful for that. Zee offered a curt nod when she had asked what his business was with her today.

Pulling a moleskin notepad and pen from his inner coat pocket, he pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose. "First, I want to assure you that your client isn't in trouble with the law. I'm seeking information for the case because at the time of the incident he wished to direct any questions to you...I'm only working on filling in the gaps of the investigation." Zee informed, not wanting her to feel intimidated by having a meeting with a police officer. There was no animosity in his tone, or the situation, especially because ultimately her client aided the case. Zee knew he had to handle this case carefully considering it involved his daughter. He didn't need anyone finding out about it.

The Officer figured they'd start with the easier, but important, question first. "What is your clients name?" he asked simply, looking up from the notepad and at the blonde. Once he got his name, he would start to inform her about more of the situation. Zee preferred a more give and take approach when it came to investigating.

@charlotta
wow I suck I thought I replied already!! sorry

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Mid March 2026
@xenon

Charlotta stayed in her slightly lounging position, one leg crossed over the other and clasped hands resting on her knee. Her gaze didn't waver as she watched the officer prepare for his questions, though he started by reassuring her "her client wasn't in trouble". She raised an eyebrow though remained silent as he went on to explain. It wasn't reassuring, as she knew nothing of "the incident" in question. Though she wouldn't mention it. Whichever of her musicians had told him to contact her hadn't filled Charlotta in on the sitaution. Either intentionally because they were involved, or unintentionally because they didn't think the police officer would actually call her. Regardless of the reason though, Charlotta's lips were, momentarily, sealed without further information.

As he finally asked his first question though... Charlotta couldn't help but smirk. the name? "Officer Willowmoore. I represent several clients. You've given me absolutely nothing to even begin narrowing down who you are referring to." She answered. THough the fact that whoever it was had failed to even give the officer their name... Well that helped narrow down the suspects even more.

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The Officer cleared his throat at her response, slightly taken aback. He hoped she wouldn’t be as difficult as her client. ”Pardon me, Charlotta” he told her graciously, his expression faltering with a prickle of embarrassment. 

Zee wouldn't let this simple interview get the best of him. Especially when it involved Xantha. If she were to find out about him trying to find out more information about her case, even if it were his job, he knew she'd be upset. It could also be considered a conflict of interest so he knew he needed to tread lightly.

Straightening his shoulders a bit and sitting with his back against the chair, he tried again. ”This young gentleman is about 18-21 years old, tall Caucasian with athletic build, appears to wear red contacts. Sharp tongue." he informed her, unsure if that would be enough information. Zee would give her more information about the incident once she gave him something to work with. Zee attempted to read her expression, he could tell she was a busy young woman and had better things to do than sit at a cafe with flustered police officer.

@charlotta