"Wow." He said, standing exactly in front it the door, leaning back on the glass window.
"What?" I asked plainly.
"You look good in dress." He said.
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes began to walk. He came beside me.
"Your bag is already in the car." He said then handed me a small plastic bag. "Now what's this?" I said taking the bag from him. I pulled it's ziplock, there was my phone in it.
"Seriously. Do you find it at a crime scene." I said and pulled out my phone from it.
"You are a criminal." He said
"How is that so. You people kill that man and telling me a criminal." I said. I then stopped him. "Where is that man? Is he alive?" I asked out of concern.
"No." He said. There are we not a single emotion in his voice.
"What?" I halted on the way. "How could you..." I said.
"We are getting late." He said looking at me through his shoulder. He already walked a couple of steps away from me.
