PRIZES! Today I'm bringing you a brain teaser in a return to one of my oldest series. There is an RP prize involved if you manage to solve it or produce a logical and plausible answer :) So stick around and see if you can solve the case of:
"I know we should have called the police," Cassiopeia Du Couteau admitted as she nursed a bump on the back of her head. "But the kidnapper said he'd kill my sister if we did. And it's not like we couldn't afford the ransom."
Katarina Du Couteau, the elder daughter of Noxian General Du Couteau, had been missing since Tuesday. On Wednesday morning, a lone kidnapper telephoned the mansion and made his demands. The younger Du Couteau daughter, Cassiopeia, was to bring gold ingots in a bag. She was to take a specific route from the mansion, carrying the bag through several alleys to a drop site near the Demacian border.
The normally cheap General Du Couteau was frantic and willingly agreed to the terms. A midnight pay-off. Ten thousand ingots. And no police. "I was halfway through the alley," Cassiopeia testified, "when I heard footsteps. Before I could turn around I was hit on the head. I fell down. I could see his back by the light of a street lamp. Never got to see his front. He was quickly running away with the bag. A tall guy wearing a dark cardigan. Sorry I can't be more specific." In the case's one lucky break, a police officer came across Cassiopeia shortly after the attack. He called in the crime and a patrol car responded immediately. An ever elegant Sheriff Caitlyn stepped out and got on the case.
She threw out a net over the area and two suspicious-looking characters were apprehended in the vicinity, both resembling Cassiopeia's description. "So, I was running," Graves said angrily. He had been found two blocks from the attack and started running as soon as he saw the patrol car. Graves had a string of priors, all misdemeanors. "I'm on parole," he admitted, "And I was carrying a knife -- for my own protection at night. That's a violation. Can you wonder why I ran away?"
The second suspect was Twitch, a homeless drifter. "I wasn't even wearing this sweater," he protested as he unbuttoned his moth-eaten cardigan. "I picked it out of the garbage just before you guys pulled me in." "We didn't find money on either one of 'em," Caitlyn told General Du Couteau. "And we didn't find the gold bag either. But I got a pretty good idea what happened. Don't worry. We'll get your daughter back."