Conversation · Door, Basement Apartment

"It is," the lieutenant remarks. "However, we should definitely get the key from this 'Mañana' Evrart mentioned. That would drastically increase our credibility."

"I mind that a local thug is using the RCM for his busywork, but if this gets us to the bottom of this hanging then I'm willing to look over it."

"Got it!"

The lieutenant merely nods in response.

"But we do need to get the key from this 'Mañana' Evrart mentioned." The lieutenant glances at the door. "Cause we are not gonna break the lock."

"Let's be honest, this isn't what I joined the RCM for. But -- every day tells you something new about yourself..." the lieutenant replies, still inspecting the padded door.

"Apparently, working with the local Union boss to get info on an investigation is not something I'm squeamish about."

[Leave.]

The door to cryptofascist's shabby apartment. It has been locked again.

This must be it. The basement door is weather-worn. The copper nails holding the upholstery in place have turned green from sea air and there's a knocker, shaped like a lion's head.

The Royal Lion. Guillaume's Kitten. This knocker will last a lifetime and then some.

"That's probably the door Evrart mentioned. We still need to get the key from this Mañana first though."

This must be the door Evrart mentioned. You still need to get the key from Mañana first though.