This isn't her first time in the back of a cop car.
It always ended with quick turnaround back to her brothel, though not without a few passes on her ass, a grope here and there, and plenty of snide remarks.
But tonight is a bit different.
After running around that huge house, cigarette smoke and Prof. Plum's wandering hands clinging to her body, a gun shooting down the chandelier and unlocking the lounge door, random strangers showing up, and a body count that kept on rising, Miss Scarlet figures that this ride downtown is definitely her last.