<strong>Scientist, Carl Dodd</strong><br/><strong>Carl's Personal Suite</strong><br/><br/>Carl started flipping through prisoner dossiers.  He needed to find someone he could practice interrogations on, but one who didn't really mater in the long run.  One who's brain he could turn into pudding without any repercussions.  Of course, most of the prisoners didn't really matter, but most of them weren't hiding anything - or if they were, he'd have no idea what it was.<br/><br/>No, he needed something concrete to ask about, and he needed someone who didn't want to give it up.<br/><br/>He spent an hour or two looking through conviction files and other information.  Finally, he stumbled on something - and it happened to be one of the women that they'd just pulled in today.  Even stranger, the cell assignment was CD-08... Kate Bartlett's cell mate.  That was dammed odd.  But the woman fit the bill.  Amelia Lightfoot was her name, and apparently, she was a serial killer.<br/><br/>She'd been convicted of 17 counts of murder, and denied none of them.  But she was holding things back.  According to her paperwork, detectives were unable to pin a number of additional murders on her, even though they were certain she'd done them.  She'd refused to tell them anything more, even under significant pressure.<br/><br/>That's what he was looking for...  She was holding back, and he knew what questions to ask.  It would be a perfect test.<br/><br/>But a test of what?<br/><br/>He started reviewing pharmaceutical documents for drugs that might be useful, as well as other handbooks on interrogation techniques and torture methods...  As he worked, a grin crossed his lips.  It was technically "work", but he rather had a feeling he might enjoy himself...<br/>