The Crown
"She was the brightest girl in our brothel." She sniffles, in a futile attempt to hold back her tears as they stream down her rosy cheeks, "She was always smiling and she was really famous among the customers."
A look of gloom crosses my face and my eyes soften further, "I am really sorry for your loss madam." I try to console her but I doubt it is helping. This brothel faced a tragedy and everyone is terrified and unnerved by the incident. "But if you don't mind, may I ask you a few questions about the victim?"