"It's because you are under arrest Mr. Zoldyck."
What the fuck?
"Excuse me?" I asked with a bunch of surprise, raising my right brow and moving my face a little to left as if to portray I didn't hear him right. Never showing what else was going behind my calm façade.
He suddenly gave me a small, half-hearted smile and said "Sorry, I was just messing with you I hope you didn't mind".
Bastard.
"I felt this conversation was becoming too gloomy for such a lovely day today so I thought a little joke wouldn't hurt anybody; again I hope you didn't mind, Ford. I can still call you Ford, can't I?" he said light heartedly still smiling; though I can see right through his conniving little smiles.
You were still trying to analyze me weren't you? To see if I show any fear in my eyes or a touch of my nerves breaking with my sweat. Oh Richards, if only you knew that you were only about to get your life messed up big time.
