In the darkness, Shirley Miller suddenly sat up in bed, snapped on the light with a click, and then gazed steadily at Carson Flores.
Carson Flores was stunned for a moment, looking at Shirley Miller with confusion.
Was the reaction that intense?
Fear?
"What's wrong?"
Shirley Miller spoke calmly, "I turned on the light because I want you to see my eyes, see my face, and I hope you understand that there is no fear in my eyes, I don't feel uncomfortable, on the contrary, with you here, I feel very safe, safer than I've ever felt!"
Carson Flores's heart suddenly felt comfortable, even touched.
Yesterday, he had killed two people and seriously injured three in front of Shirley Miller, and today, he had killed even more. It was entirely normal for ordinary people to be afraid, let alone when the murderer was lying right beside them.
Carson Flores had asked Samantha Tate the same question before, and now he asked Shirley Miller.
