“I doubt that. The cops have been unsuccessful in bringing these criminals down for years. In fact, the Bones Brotherhood has only grown their presence in Crescent Vale City, but you already knew that.”
His icy-blue eyes home in on my face. “So you admit you’ve been involved with the Bones Brotherhood?”
I merely stare him down.
“Anything else you want to admit?” He glances at the photos in front of me.
Of course not.
“You killed them,” he says assuredly.
It’s not a question, so I won’t answer.
“Just say it, and it’ll be over.”
Over. For him.
Not for me.
“Why did they have to die?” he asks.
I grind my teeth to keep my vitriol at bay.
Finally, he sighs out loud. “I thought you were done playing games.”
The only games I’m interested in are my own, and he interrupted.
“Sunny …” He picks up the bottle of water and pours it out into two cups. “A peculiar name, if you ask me, for someone like you.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Why?”
He pulls the plastic cup toward him and takes a quick sip. “You don’t have a very sunny personality.”
Another sip follows, and my tongue darts out to wet my lips.
“Are you thirsty?”
“You don’t know me,” I quip.
He smiles and takes another sip. “That’s not what I asked.”
I stare him down for a moment. “What do you want from me?”
“Are you thirsty or not?”
My nostrils flare as my eyes land on the cup of water he filled, and his eyes follow suit.
“Do you want the water?”
“Fine.”
He tilts his head. “Fine what?”
When I don’t answer, he reaches for the cup, but doesn’t give it to me.
“Ask for it.”
My eye begins to twitch.
