"You should stop making stupid jokes about this. This is no small issue" Sophia scolded. She could hardly believe that Bree was making a joke about dying. Though she also occasionally dabbles in dark humor, this was a little bit too real to joke about. If Bree were to die— no, she couldn't even picture that scenario, it could never happen, she would never permit Bree to die. Like the killer would come ask for her permission before offing Bree's head.
"I'm just being rational" Bree shrugged and they both walked out of the office, heading towards the scene of the first death. Deciding to become a police officer, Bree knew that she might likely die on duty, she was not scared of dying, she was only terrified of being forgotten, especially by Andrea.
