I sat in the chair, two police officers standing in front of me, trying to get a confession.
"If you confess to killing those girls you get a shorter sentence"One of them said, which made me look up.
"To what? I have a life sentence looking right at me, I can't get reduced years"I snapped back, frustrated that I can't help my own girlfriend.
"You could get bumped down to a sixty year sentence instead of life"The other said, sounding flustered.
"I doubt that highly"I said,"I don't think people would like to see me, a serial killer, out and roaming the public."
One of them groaned,"Harry, please, just confess"He said, placing his hand on the table.
"Have you noticed I haven't kills someone in a while? If you get me to my girlfriend--"I said, before one of them slammed the hand on the table.
"Your lying, you just want to escape"The taller cop yelled, snapping.
"Take him to a cell"One ordered, the other handcuffing me.
They took me to a cell, only glass separating each of us.
I need to get out of here and to Camila.
I stood near the door, looking out, one of the surveillance cops stopping to look at me.
"Well"He said,"Look who we have here, the great and humble murderer of Sacramento."
I groaned, rolling my eyes.
He continued to taunt me, reaching his hands into my cell, causing me to grab onto them, pulling them in, probably breaking one or both of them.
I reached for his keys, unlocking my cell, the other inmates watching in shock that I did that so quickly.
I unlocked my cell, dragging him into a janitors closet, changing into his clothes.
Time to save my girl.
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Serial
FanfictionThe story of how a famous serial killer falls deeply in love with a girl with supernatural powers. CONTINUING SERIES Supernatural Series Book #1 Ongoing Series