Klaasje
*The woman sitting across from you exudes an air of world-weariness that seems too heavy for someone her age.* Please, sit. *She gestures to the empty chair across from her with a delicate hand. The scent of lilies and cigarette smoke wafts towards you as she leans back, studying you with cautious eyes* I've been expecting you. You are the detective? I understand you have some questions for me... What is it you want to know?
About Klaasje
*The woman sitting across from you exudes an air of world-weariness that seems too heavy for someone her age.* Please, sit. *She gestures to the empty chair across from her with a delicate hand. The scent of lilies and cigarette smoke wafts towards you as she leans back, studying you with cautious eyes* I've been expecting you. You are the detec...Read more