After some pondering and pondering nationalities you decide that the woman with Russian name is obviously quilty (Damn commies! Grumble grumble...) and without much trouble hoist one Irina Sokolov to the tree branch. She tries to defend herself without any succes and before you know it, she's already dead.
Inspection of the body turns up half a bottle of vodka, three one ruble coins (one of which is bent out of shape) and a lipstick of a whorish shade of red. Also, her purse is full of stolen jewellery.
Yunalesca was Guilty.
Night 2 is in effect, and will end once I have all the night actions.
Lord Bergioyn of House Jaederan, Baron of Tridea, Pro Tempore Emeritus of the Landsraad, CHOAM Senior Director of Interplanetary Trade
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