"Don't shout." The perpetrator hushed Emma. Emma huffed in annoyance. She couldn't believe the audacity of the perpetrator. He was hovering over the body of a dead man who was laying in a pool of his own blood.
"Don't tell me what to do. I just saw you murder a human and you think you can still order me around? No, you can go fuck yourself." Emma yelled at the man.
"So, you are actually what you said you are? I thought you were kidding but now you have proven me wrong. You are a bloody criminal and you are sick." Emma stated furiously.
"I can't believe I have actually been living with a ruthless criminal who kills people at whim." Emma gritted out as she scowled at a quiet Daniel. He was the supposed perpetrator whom Emma found with the dead body. His two hands were covered in blood and she knew he was the murderer.
