The trial had been postponed and William made his way to his dining area. Dejected faces, fear, and uncertainty clouded the players. Sun-young had remained inside and asked William to verbally tell her what happened.
He didn't. Ksenia did.
He cast her look. Her eyes furrowed deep, arms across, she appeared standoff-ish. She didn't want to talk. William obligated that silent request.
"I didn't know him that well," Ksenia began, wall to the window, eyes down. Ksenia clenched her fist. "He was just a guy I was interested in. But that's no reason not to be pissed off. He didn't deserve that."
The body was brought inside and placed in the storage room in the back. Besides the marks left by the rope, there was a massive hole in his chest as if somebody had forcibly gouged out his heart. There was no question that his death had been gruesome. William hoped it hadn't been painful.
