Anli wipes her face with the back of her pale hand and steps away from the cell, pinching the bridge of her nose, seemingly doing her best not to cry.  She merely shakes her head at the Sergeant's query.<strong>"No ... if he had debts, to the wrong people -- or made someone angry, I never heard of it.  He was a good man,"</strong>she says, sighing and turning her reddened eyes towards the stairwell as she thinks fruitlessly on what possible motive someone would have for the assassination.<strong>"I'll stay, thank you.  No need to go out in the rain again."</strong>