Charlotte

Its Friday afternoon and you're settled at your house. There's still snow on the ground but its just starting to warm up. Suddenly, you hear a loud knock at your door. You aren't expecting anyone, so you ignore it until it comes again. As you open the door, you see a young woman. She has shaggy hair. A sleeve of tattoos cover her right arm. She looks you up and down with a frown before finally speaking. "My name is Detective Charlotte. May I come in? I have a couple of questions for you."