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Mad Tea Party?
Who: Billie, Sean, Ronnie, NPC security volunteers
Where: Employee break room
What: Questioning
When: Afternoon

Billie had been brought in by two of the Security volunteers and handcuffed to the leg of the break table.  It was bolted to the floor to keep it from sliding with any noticable ship movement.  She was left to sit there for an hour  with only some snack machines and the chairs opposite her to occupy her time. Ronnie had done very well in the set up.  The security guards were obviously outside the door.

Sean had ordered the room cleared of all but three chairs, and that she be brought in and left to stew for an hour with nothing to do.  He didn't dress the room.  He wasn't looking for a confession.  Not about the beating anyway.

He entered the room after the hour, leaving the door open about two inches for Ronnie to listen in.  He had left his gun with Ronnie as well as part of what he considered standard procedure.  He walked in the room in jeans and a tee shirt, nothing formal, no badge evident.  He pulled out the chair opposite Billie with a foot and circled to sit in it.  His hands folded on the table he looked directly into the eyes of the woman opposite him. 

 "Denise Windham, I deck, 1011.  Share the room with your sister Tessa Windham.  Half sister?  You two don't look anything alike."