A few mixed emotions graced the man's face, it was difficult to distinguish whether it was horror or anger because nothing ordinary and lesser was supposed to arrive from Renna's devilish head.
As soon as the words pricked his innocent ears, a chill settled in his spine. The old man had already acknowledged how capable Renna was and certainly he wasn't a match for her, when the local goons were crushed by her like ants.
"Well, sure. Go ahead, sir. But I must suggest that you should see the pictures in your gallery before contacting the police."
Renna passed a wide smile to him, the corners of her lips almost touched the eyes.
The man's nightmarish dream came true when his blue confused orbs landed onto the picture, saved in his gallery folder. The mere click left the poor man with a horror struck expression, he was unable to move an inch.
Of course, it was expected of him and Renna had imagined the same expression beforehand.
