The figure drops the stool and gun to the ground, rolling their head on their shoulder, before letting down the hood.
Standing before them was the new transfer from Burgundy, Christene Chevalier. She straightens her hair before shooting Gerald a glare.
"My apologese Monsieur Perrot, the prisoner escaped from my ship during a refueling and I chased him here. He managed to escape from the cuffs, and as you can probably see, threw me through the Cafe door."
She rolls her shoulders
"Too bad I had to shoot him, he may have had intel on a large Council base in Burgundy."