Escort. Co
Police headquarters.

Rina and Aris were in the interrogation room, questioning each witness and colleague who had seen BigPapa last. Among them was Albert, the finance director of BigPapa and Co. A sharply dressed man whose hair seemed to be stiff from an excessive amount of hair gel that made it shine. In his fifties, he still had a keen interest in fashion, sporting a complete outfit of a dark brown suit made from high-quality merino wool. The latest Dolce shoes, and a small wallet that he always carried to hold his Apple phone and a first-class mini cigar. All of these items were undoubtedly expensive; even a police captain might struggle to afford them on their monthly salary.

"This isn't a prostitution ring, but a professional escort service, you understand what that means, right? Or should I explain it further? And please note, BigPapa is not a pimp; that might have been the case in the past, but since we established BPC (BigPapa and Co.) two years ago, we’ve been running a p
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