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Mystery in Pleasantview: The Bella Goth Enigma
Scenario:The Sims 2: Mysteries of Bella Goths Disappearance, Mortimer Goth and Don Lothario has a interview with Special Detective Luke Pleasanton in Pleasantview.
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My name is Mortimer Goth, and I have a confession to make: I think I'm the only person in Pleasantview who believes my wife, Bella Goth, is still alive.
I stand tall in the stark interrogation room of the Pleasantview Police Station, eyes narrowed as I focus on the detective in front of me.
A seasoned officer and local legend, Special Detective Luke Pleasanton is a man who doesn't take any crap from anyone.
He's also the man who's here to question me about my wife's mysterious disappearance.
Sitting next to me is my best friend, Don Lothario.
With his charming smile and mischievous dark eyes, the ladies' man is a walking danger zone.
He's also the guy who's got my back no matter what.
We exchange a quick glance, a silent conversation passing between us that only we can understand.
It's been a rough few days, to say the least.
Between the cops and the media sniffing around our doorsteps, it feels like all hell has broken loose in our small, quiet town.
Don nods at me and I nod back, his silent words of encouragement warming me up.
As we sit in uncomfortable silence, the door creaks open and Detective Pleasanton walks in.
His icy blue eyes zoom in on me like a pair of heat-seeking missiles, his gaze assessing me from head to toe.
“Mortimer Goth,” he says in his deep, gravelly voice as he settles down on the chair across from us.
“Good of you to come in today.”
“Of course,” I say coolly, trying not to betray my nerves.
If the detective notices, he doesn't show it.
"I just have a few questions to ask you,” he continues.
“Do you mind if we get started?”
“I'm all ears.”
He leans forward, hands clasped on the table in front of him.
“First of all: how long have you been married to Bella Goth?”
I can't help but feel a surge of protectiveness as he mentions her name, and my stomach twists into a tight knot as I struggle to keep my emotions in check.
“Seven years, going on eight.”
“And during that time, would you say your marriage has been free of any... complications?”
I raise an eyebrow.
“Is that what you think happened?That there were issues between my wife and I that might have caused her to run away?”
The detective shrugs.
“I'm just trying to cover all my bases here.”
I lean back in my chair, exhaling slowly as I try to keep my cool.
“I understand that, but my wife would never do anything like that.I'm convinced she's been kidnapped or worse, but she's not the type of person to just run away without leaving some sort of explanation behind.”
Detective Pleasanton studies me for a moment before he continues.
“How have you been feeling lately?Have you been under any stress at home or at work?”
My jaw clenches.
“Not more than usual.”
“And how would you describe your relationship with Bella in the last few months?”
I shift awkwardly in my seat, my thoughts drifting back to the last time I saw my wife.
“We've been... separated,” I admit, my voice barely above a whisper.
“It's a long story, but we were planning to get back together soon.”
Don raises an eyebrow at me as he leans back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest.
“Wait a minute,” he says, his eyes narrowing.
“You guys were separated when she went missing?”
“That's right,” the detective says.
Don lets out a low whistle.
“Well, that changes everything.I was actually out of town when Bella went missing,” Don says casually, his fingers tapping the table in front of him.
“What?Don!”
I can't help but shoot him a horrified look as the detective fixes him with a cold stare.
“This is not a game, Mr.Lothario,” he says sternly as he leans back in his chair.
“I don't care if you were in Timbuktu when she disappeared; I want to know everything you know about this case right now.”
Don smirks at me playfully and I can't help but want to smack it off his face, annoyance bubbling up inside of me.
The last thing I need is for him to start acting like he's the detective's best friend.
I fix him with a cold look, and he raises his hands in a defensive gesture.
“No, no, man, I get it,” Don says quickly.
“I was just joking.” He pauses.
“I'm really worried about Bella, you know?”
“Yeah, I know.”
Don sighs and turns back to the detective.
“I'm really worried about her, too.”
The detective doesn't look convinced, but he doesn't press the issue either.
He turns his attention back to me as he continues, “So, Mr.Goth, why did you decide to contact me directly instead of going through the usual channels?”
I shrug, my fingers fidgeting nervously in my lap.
“I guess I just wanted to make sure everything was being done to find my wife.I mean, she's been missing for almost two weeks now, and I didn't want to leave anything up to chance.”
Detective Pleasanton studies me closely before he speaks again.
“And you don't think the police force is doing everything they can to find your wife?”
“I never said that.”
The detective's lips curl into the tiniest of smirks.
“It's just that you've been having some... difficulties with the police force lately, haven't you?”
I'm not sure how to respond.
The truth is, I have had some issues with the cops in the past.
But that was a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with this case.
I clear my throat and say, “Look, I just want to find my wife, okay?I mean, she's been missing for almost two weeks now and I've been going out of my mind with worry over here.”
“Of course,” the detective says smoothly.
“I understand that this must be a very difficult time for you, but we need to cover all our bases here.”
I nod, my heart pounding furiously in my chest as I wait for him to continue.
“You said that you and your wife have been separated for the last few months.Was there anything unusual or out of the ordinary about her behavior or appearance the last time you saw her?”
I shake my head.
“No, not at all.She seemed a little distant, but that was pretty much it.”
The detective frowns.
“A little distant?In what way?”
“I don't know, really,” I say, shrugging.
“We just haven't been getting along as well as we used to, that's all.”
He nods thoughtfully as he scribbles something down on his notepad.
“And she hasn't contacted you at all since she went missing?”
My heart twists painfully in my chest as I shake my head, trying to ignore the gnawing uncertainty that threatens to consume me whole.
“No,” I say softly.
“I haven't heard from her at all.”
“And do you have any idea where she might be or what could have happened to her?”
I take a deep breath and say, “No, not really.I mean, I know that Bella wouldn't just leave without telling me.She wouldn't do that to me.”
The detective studies me for a long moment before he speaks again.
“And you don't have any enemies or anyone who might want to hurt either you or your wife?”
“Not that I know of,” I say.
“I mean, there was this one guy who tried to come between us a few years ago, but he moved away after he realized he didn't stand a chance with Bella.”
“A few years ago?”
I nod and say, “Yes, but he hasn't bothered us since then, so I don't think it has anything to do with this situation.”
The detective nods and scribbles something down on his notepad before he looks up at me again.
“And has anyone contacted you or made any ransom demands at all since your wife went missing?”
My stomach drops at the mention of the word ransom, and a cold shiver runs down my spine.
“No,” I say hoarsely.
“I haven't received any phone calls or anything like that.”
“So what do you think happened to her?”
I clench my fists in my lap as I fight to keep myself from trembling uncontrollably.
“I don't know,” I say finally, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I wish I did.”
The detective watches me closely for a long moment before he speaks again.
“You know, Mr.Goth, it's not uncommon for wives to leave their husbands and disappear into thin air like this.”
My heart stops cold in my chest as I stare at him, praying that I've misunderstood what he just said.
But the look on his face tells me that I haven't.
“Are... Are you saying that Bella left me?”
The detective shrugs coolly.
“It's a possibility,” he says.
“But I think it would be best if you kept an open mind about this and considered all the possibilities.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“How could you even suggest such a thing?I mean, I know Bella better than anyone else and she wouldn't just leave like this without telling me why!”
The detective raises an eyebrow at me.
“Is that so?”
he says smoothly.
“Because according to the reports I've seen, you and your wife have been having some... marital issues lately.And considering the things you've been doing behind her back...”
“You don't know anything about me!”
I snap angrily.
"All Sims in Pleasantview have their information stored in a Database that only the Mayor of Pleasantview and other Important People can see, it is safely encrypted." The Detective said.
“I love Bella more than anything,”
I say desperately, my voice breaking.
“Do you really think I would cheat on her with another woman if I didn't love her?”
The detective shrugs.
“I'm just saying that it's a possibility.So maybe your wife met someone else and decided to leave you for him.”
“That's impossible!”
I say, shaking my head.
“Bella would never do that to me!”
“Maybe not,” the detective says coolly.
“But if she hasn't contacted you by now, then it might be because she doesn't want to be found.Maybe she's happy without you.”
Before I can respond, the door swings open and Don Lothario strolls into the room, grinning cockily at the detective as he takes his seat across from us.
“Hello, Detective Pleasanton.It's nice to see you again.”
“What are you doing here?”
Don's smile falters slightly when he sees the tense look on my face.
“My friend is worried about his wife, Detective,”
he says smoothly, his smile returning in full force.
“I'm here to support him and help him find her as much as I can.”
The detective stares at him for a long moment before he nods and looks back at me.
“Very well then,” he says.
“Let's get back to business.” The detective turns his attention to Don and asks, “When was the last time you saw Mrs.Goth?”
Don raises an eyebrow at him and says, “Oh, so you don't know?”
“Know what?”
The detective asks impatiently.
Don smirks and says, “Nothing.Just forget it.”
The detective glares at him for a long moment before he turns back to me.
“Mr.Goth, do you have any idea where your wife might be or what could've happened to her?”
Suddenly... we see it.. the Person I was looking for... Bella Goth, opened the door with full force, with a serious look.
I swallow hard and tell the detective, “I really don't know.I was hoping you could help us find her.” I glance at Don, who gives me a determined look.
The detective sighs and tells me, “Mr.Goth, I understand that this is very stressful for you and I really want to help you find your wife.But in order to do that, I need to ask you some questions that may upset you.That's why I need you to focus and answer them as honestly as you can.Can you do that for me?”
I nod and tell him, “Of course.Just ask the questions and I'll answer them.”
The detective nods and asks, “Alright.When was the last time you saw Mrs.Goth?”
I take a deep breath before answering.
“We had dinner together yesterday evening.”
“Did she tell you where she would be going after dinner?”
I shake my head and tell him, “No she didn't.She just said she was going out for some fresh air and would be back soon.” A huge knot forms in my stomach as I remember how she suddenly left without saying anything.
I should have gone with her...
The detective nods with a thoughtful look.
“Did she happen to mention anything about leaving Pleasantview?”
I shake my head and tell him, “No she didn't.She wouldn't leave without telling me first.”
A small frown forms on the detective's face.
“Mr.Goth, I understand that you're worried about her.But have you considered that maybe...” He stops himself and looks down for a moment before he finishes his sentence.
“Maybe she left without telling you because... she doesn't want to be with you anymore?”
A sharp pang of pain strikes my heart as if someone has stabbed me.
I can't believe he just said that!
How dare he suggest that Bella doesn't want to be with me!
I shake my head furiously and yell, “No!Bella would never do that!She loves me!I know she does!”
The detective raises an eyebrow at me.
“How can you be so sure, Mr.Goth?From what I heard, your marriage with Mrs.Goth has been on the rocks for some time now.”
I stare at him in shock.
How does he know about that?
I take a deep breath before I answer.
“I-I'm not sure.I mean... How am I supposed to know if she didn't tell me?”
“Are you sure about that?”
The detective asks in a calm tone.
“Yes I'm sure!”
Don suddenly says.
“Maybe that's why she ran away!Because she's having an affair behind his back!”
“Don!” I yell at him.
“Shut up!”
The detective looks at Don with a thoughtful look.
“Are you saying there's a possibility that Mrs.Goth was having an affair?”
he asks.
I shake my head furiously and tell him, “No!No way!Bella would never cheat on me!She loves me!I know she does!”
“Then how do you explain her sudden disappearance?”
The detective asks in a calm tone.
“Maybe she just went to clear her mind,” I say, trying to remain calm.
“Do you have any idea who that man might be?”
The detective asks, ignoring my answer.
I shake my head and tell him, “No I don't.I swear!”
I heard something.. a voice... a strange voice. "Morty...? What is all this? I was grocery shopping", it was all real.. I saw Bella!
Don suddenly says.
“Maybe it was one of her friends who helped her escape.”
“I'm sorry, one of her friends?”
The detective asks.
“What makes you think that Mrs.Goth was kidnapped?Is there someone who has a grudge against her?”
Don shrugs and tells him, “Hey I'm just giving you some ideas.In case you haven't realized, I'm trying to help you out here.”
“Sure you are,” The detective says with a hint of sarcasm.
He narrows his eyes at Don and says, “As far as I know, Mrs.Goth was kidnapped by an unknown man.
And from what I heard, you were the one who was last seen talking to her before she disappeared.”
I gasp in shock when he says that!
Wait... how does he know about this?
“I'm sorry, but are you suggesting that I had something to do with her kidnapping?”
Don asks, looking at him in disbelief.
“No, no, of course not!”
The detective says quickly.
“But I can't help but wonder...
What exactly were you two talking about before Mrs.Goth disappeared?
Don narrows his eyes at him and says, “We were just having a friendly chat, that's all.”
The detective raises an eyebrow at him.
“Friendly chat, huh?Does that mean Mrs.Goth was telling you about her plan to run away?”
“No I-” Don stops himself before he continues with a sarcastic look on his face.
“Oh yeah, that must be it!She didn't tell Morty about it because she wanted to surprise him!”
I gasp in shock when Don suddenly says that!
But what really surprises me is the fact that he's actually agreeing with the detective!
And not only that, he's also making fun of me!
“That's right!”
The detective says with a smirk.
“A surprise, that's one way to put it.”
Don smirks at me and says, “Face it, Morty!She left you for another man!”
“How dare you say that!”
I yell at him.
“I'm sorry, but I have to agree with him,” The detective says.
“What kind of man would leave his wife alone in this town for two whole weeks?She must have been really lonely, wouldn't she?”
I feel my face burning with anger when the detective says that!
How dare he suggest that Bella was lonely while I was gone!
“Of course she wasn't lonely!”
I yell at him.
“I left her enough money to hire someone to take care of her!”
“Money, huh?”
The detective asks with a thoughtful look.
“So let me get this straight, Mr.Goth.
Are you saying that Mrs.Goth was staying in that big mansion all by herself?”
I nod and tell him, “Yes.”
“And are you also saying that Mr.Lo- I mean, your friend Don Lothario wasn't the only one who was there to see her?”
I gasp in shock when the detective suddenly says that!
But what really surprises me is the fact that he's actually making fun of me!
I'm about to say something when I notice the smirk on Don's face.
He must be enjoying this!
No, he can't be!
He wouldn't do that to me!
But then again... I never thought Bella would do this to me either.
Maybe they're right.
Maybe Bella was just playing me all along...
I feel my eyes filling up with tears when the detective suddenly says, “By the way, Mr.