My Girlfriend Is A Serial Killer [G!P] [COMPLETED]

Chapter 47

Freen cradles her face in her cold hands, letting out a small sigh as she thinks of a way to get out of this new trouble.

This was hell.

The sound of footsteps coming closer snaps Freen's head upwards.

She doesn't have the energy to react faster before the barrel of a gun is pressed right into the back of her head.

"Don't do anything stupid." The person spoke.

"William?" She called confused.

"I'm here because Becky told me to. Turn around slowly."

She did as she was told.

"Give me the gun." He said, extending his arms out to her.

Freen stares at him with a curled eyebrow, confused.

"Give me the gun, Freen!" He demanded with more force. And she yielded.

"You talked to Becky?" She asked her voice barely above a whisper.

"I did." He responded, a little harsher.

The brunette pauses, glancing at him expectantly,

"What did she say?" She pondered.

"She told me how you lied to her. That it was you who she chased. Why are you here, Freen? What have you done?" He asked, his voice laced with frustration.

The brunette lets out a long exhale before finally responding with exasperation,

"I never thought it would go this far. All I wanted was to protect Becky."

"Tell me what happened." He demanded, leaving no room for arguments.

She let's out a sigh.

"Yesterday after I talked to Saint about the DNA evidence, I was on my way back home. That's when I saw Jane. We exchanged some words. None pleasant."

Freen explains, eyeing the man across from her.

"Earlier in the office, we talked about Jane. How we have a mole inside the department who is leaking information to her. My instincts told me to follow her. And I did. I just wanted to catch the traitor." She lets out a defeated groan, leaning back against the wall.

"Did you?"

She quickly shakes her head, hands held up in surrender.

"I followed her into a deserted alley way. I kept a safe distance to not get caught. I couldn't see their face, I heard voices. But not enough to identify the person. So, I thought I should follow the retreating figure and find out who they are. And I was on my way to do that. But I heard something, something that changed everything."

"What?" He stares at her confused, tilting his head as he waits for her to continue.

"I heard Jane on the phone, talking to someone about a tape, a tape showing the face of the original killer. My mind immediately went into overdrive. I knew I had to act. And fast. Whatever I did next, I did it out of fear, not thinking clearly. Only one thing mattered, no matter what the cost I have to protect becky, my family." She bites her lips, guilt eating at her.

"What did you do?" He asks, eyes widening in horror.

"I attacked her, I brought her here, I tortured her until she gave up the location of the tape." She explains dejectedly.

"I went to our old house to freshen up, but to my surprise, Becky was there. I had to lie to her. I couldn't involve her in this. She already had a lot on her plate." She pauses before continuing, "I was there this morning to retrieve the tape. I never thought becky would be there. I had to run."