The next day, Stan stood straight in the police station, staring at his foot. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to lift his head and glance at the policeman standing on the other side of the table. He bit his lips as he tried not to tremble under the man's intense glare.
Shane snickered. "You're really acting like a girl. The officer hasn't said a word."
Stan got furious after hearing that. "Wh-Who told you I'm a girl?! Can't I tremble out of anger?"
"Sure~"
"You-"
"Why are you standing in a daze, little girl?" The officer finally opened his mouth after glaring at her for a minute.
It seemed Rose was already the criminal who had killed all those people in the eyes of this person. Stan lowered his head and decided not to say a word. He knew that even if he tried to make the officer realise that he wasn't the one, given the evidence from the security cameras, the police wouldn't agree. Things might end up getting worse.
