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Vivian drank her cup of tea sedately. From her actions and appearance you would never think that her father had just been murdered. Yet he had, Mr. Fortunas had been murdered brutally in his own home. That she still lived there was something that people were finding extremely unnerving. Right now though the only thing on her mind was how delicious the tea was. Nothing was going to interrupt her enjoyment of the tea....

Except for that.

A scowl came across her face as the real world interrupted her. Quickly she replaced the horrible expression with a more pleasant, if somewhat neutral, one. Gently she put down her tea, checked herself in the mirror and then went to wait in the hallway. The carriage she had seen pull up to her home belonged to the police chief. Mr Elbas had said that he was to call today but she had quite hoped that he had forgotten. So she was going to talk with him in the hallway, no matter how improper that would be. Vivian stood there patiently for the chief to knock and for her butler to answer the door. When he saw her she nodded regally to him. "Mr Elbas." He nodded back to her as her butler took his coat and hat.

"Miss Fortunas. You look as lovely as ever." She smiled at the compliment even though she knew it was anything but. It was his way of disapproving of her mourning methods. Well, let him disapprove. Let the entire world disapprove. No one would tell her how to mourn her father. She was Vivian Eveline Fortunas after all, no one deserved to comment on her emotions.

"Surely compliments, despite how welcome they always are, are not your business here Mr Elbas. So please, get to the point." The police chief blinked and then cleared his throat with a cough.

"As you wish miss. As I am sure you know, the investigation into your father's death has lead to quite a few suspects. I have a detective coming to the house today, as well as all the suspects we have unearthed." Vivian chaffed at the fact that he was using her house as if he had the right to. Her eyes flashed dangerously but she forced herself to calm down. He was only doing his job after all.

"Very well. When will they be arriving?"

"Anytime now miss. Perhaps you can set up a room to house them all?"

"But of course." She clapped her hands and her butler came to her side. "Prepare the large south parlor will you? A fair amount of guests will be coming and they must be comfortable. Tea and snacks as well." He bowed and left to do as she asked. Vivian smiled at the chief and linked her arm with his. "Shall we wait for your guests Mr Elbas?" This was her house damnit and she would at least be he one to greet them. The fact that her father's murderer was among them did not faze her. She had no notion of who it was and wouldn't treat her guests horribly due to one person. No, that would never do. She led the way outside to the front steps to wait for the others with the chief.