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"Mishka Zholnerovich." Were the words that came out of Suspect 6's mouth, finely coated in a Russian accent. Luckily, the detective had met his fair share of Europeans back in England, so it wasn't really hard understanding him. Though, the next thing caught him by surprise. "But everyone simply calls me Hannibal."
Logan could sense 'Hannibal's sudden regret as it clashed with the detective's uncomfort. Of course, Logan understood how he might've gotten his nickname.
"Can't cross out any names..." He muttered, hopefully out of earshot, before clearing his throat. "Nice to meet you, Mishka. Right! Now that we've all introduced ourselves, we can begin. But first, are any questions? Maybe you just need to know how many days a week we come down here, or for how long these sessions will last."

Janette considered this for a moment. She wasn’t comfortable in these sorts of situations, surrounded by a group of strangers, but the severity of what was unfolding was ripe in her mind, and it wasn’t exactly like you got called down to the Police Station every day.

Clearing her throat loudly, Janette composed herself before asking…

“Why exactly are we all here? I mean, the email mentioned something about kidnappings, but why –US- specifically? I can’t imagine we’ve got much in common.”

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Suspect 4 cleared her throat and adjusted herself. "Why are we all here, exactly? I mean, the email mentioned something about kidnappings, but why us specifically? I can't image we've got much in common."
Colby smiled slightly. He knew this kind of question would crop up. He sat up in his chair, placed his hands on his lap and spoke.
"You don't have much in common to each other, I'll give you that. But you do have something in common with the kidnappings, each of you. There are all evident ties to you and the kidnappings that are taking place. Of course, not all of you are the kidnapper - or maybe even kidnappers, who knows - but you are all suspects. Now, any more questions before we start?"