"Agent Hunt, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I asked, honey dripping from my tongue.
"Don't be cross with me, Mia. You know very well that I tried my best to talk to the agents before I came to you." He was frustrated, and I could see it. His eyes had dark circles under them, and he was wearing the same clothes that he had a day ago.
I was kept sitting in the Chief's office, where the meeting with the board members had taken place. There were teams of researches moving in and out of the room, artistically moving around me, not daring to come anywhere near.
"So, did you convince your team to take me out for killing your father?" I asked him with a cheeky smile.
"Not yet. I hope you are going to explain why you did what you did." He was too calm. I had expected him to show anger and betrayal, but there was none of it. The evidence was there and I had pretty much confessed to killing the man myself, but no one had dared to touch me, not even the man's own son.
