Masks of Nyarlathotep: Chapter 1 (New York City)

[yangnome]

"OK, you'll have to excuse me, but I'm going to stop dancing around the issue and be frank. Do you think Mr N'Kwane would be capable of murdering someone, or deal with those that might? My..." O'Malley glances at the other two, "our friend was killed last night. We believe that this gentleman might either have somethign to do with it or some leads as to who did it. Our friend was very liely the gentleman you mentioned who inquired about Mr N'Kwane recently."

 

[Gomez]

"OK, you'll have to excuse me, but I'm going to stop dancing around the issue and be frank. Do you think Mr N'Kwane would be capable of murdering someone, or deal with those that might? My..." O'Malley glances at the other two, "our friend was killed last night. We believe that this gentleman might either have somethign to do with it or some leads as to who did it. Our friend was very liely the gentleman you mentioned who inquired about Mr N'Kwane recently."

"Murder!? Mr. Elias was murdered? That's terrible. What makes you think Mr. N'Kwane is involved? While I don't like him, I don't think he is capable of murder. Your not with the police are you?"

 

[Maerdwyn]

"Murder!? Mr. Elias was murdered? That's terrible. What makes you think Mr. N'Kwane is involved? While I don't like him, I don't think he is capable of murder. Your not with the police are you?"

Jibril says quickly, in as soothing a tone as possible,

"By arrangement with the investigating officer, our inquiries are sanctioned by the police, but unofficial. We at this point have no cause to suspect any individual, but are merely contacting those Mr. Elias encountered during his last days.

"Mr. N'Kwane, if indeed he spoke with Mr. Elias, was merely one of many people we will be interviewing, and there is no special suspision upon him. We had not wanted to alarm you unecessarily, sir, nor to damage your relationship with a client, should he, as is quite likely, turn out to be utterly innocent. But, because you now know of our investigation, we must ask you not to discuss this matter with anyone, particularly Mr. N'Kwane, until the matter is settled. May we rely on your discretion, Mr Emerson?"

 

[Gomez]

Jibril says quickly, in as soothing a tone as possible,

"By arrangement with the investigating officer, our inquiries are sanctioned by the police, but unofficial. We at this point have no cause to suspect any individual, but are merely contacting those Mr. Elias encountered during his last days.

"Mr. N'Kwane, if indeed he spoke with Mr. Elias, was merely one of many people we will be interviewing, and there is no special suspision upon him. We had not wanted to alarm you unecessarily, sir, nor to damage your relationship with a client, should he, as is quite likely, turn out to be utterly innocent. But, because you now know of our investigation, we must ask you not to discuss this matter with anyone, particularly Mr. N'Kwane, until the matter is settled. May we rely on your discretion, Mr Emerson?"

Mr. Emerson seems to calm down after listening to Jibril. "Well, I don't talk to Mr. N'Kwane very often. I think I can keep my trap shut for a while. But now that I think about it, Mr. Elias did mention something about going to visit the Ju-Ju House after he talked to me. I hope that helps."

 

[Ashy]

"When was this, Mr. Emerson? Do you recall a day and a time, by chance?" Charles' tone is expectant, almost hopeful...

 

[Gomez]

"When was this, Mr. Emerson? Do you recall a day and a time, by chance?" Charles' tone is expectant, almost hopeful...

"It was yesterday, around 10 o'clock in the morning."

 

[Ashy]

"I see", says Charles. He looks at the Father for a moment and then falls silent, as if in thought, stroking his chin whiskers...

 

[Maerdwyn]

"That is very helpful, sir. Was there anything special about Mr. Elias's demeanor when he came to see you? Was he upbeat, calm, or perhaps a little nervous?"

 

[Gomez]

"That is very helpful, sir. Was there anything special about Mr. Elias's demeanor when he came to see you? Was he upbeat, calm, or perhaps a little nervous?"

"He seemed nice enough. Maybe alittle jumpy. He looked like he had not been sleeping well either. Bags under his eyes. Tired." says Mr. Emerson.

 

[Vendetta]

"You mean someone else has been killed in the same way that Elias was?" Jonah says with a shocked sounding voice. He looks back at his office at William and Miriam with a questioning look. He then turns back to Jack. "Why don't you come into my office where we can talk." Livermore's cough gets Jonah's attention. "Oh, my secrectary will help you in just a moment sir." He begins to walk back to his office with Jack.

'I thought so.' Jack thinks to himself looking at the two people in Mr. Kensington's office as he strides forward, leaving the man a half step behind as he addresses the coughing chap.

Jack steps in, taking a long look at the two individuals in the office, trying to recall if he recognized either of them from the case over a year ago. They didn't ring a bell... he was glad for that. Jack extends his hand to the man. "Hello. Name's Jack Chance."