Liam
"Dead? What do you mean he's dead?" I asked for the umpteenpth time. I was still trying to figure out what exactly was going on here, but the more I asked questions, the more confused I got. How could a man who I just pounded to a pulp twelve hours ago be dead? And why on earth was nobody giving me an explanation.
"What on earth happened to Colin Muller?!" I screamed at the officer in charge who has been trying to calm me down for a while now. But I only managed to get even more annoyed. I needed an explanation and there was yet to be one. I might have beaten him up badly, but definitely not to the point of death. My conscience was judging me right now, but I strongly believed that there was something else behind his alleged death.
