I gulped as the acid colored eyes looked at my charcol ones.
I will only tell you this: Watch out for bright green eyes.
Jeff, i mean, Dad, told me to watch out got bright green eyes.
The man before me was... damaged.
His whole face was covered in stitch work, as if he himself successfully reconstructed his face with a needle and thread. His eyes were bright green, a familiar green, and he had long brown hair.
Then i realized who this was.
Liu. Jeff's undead brother. My uncle.
Remained calm.
"Yes??" i asked.
He muttered something under his breath that sounded a lot like "Fucking hell, you look like them."
"What was that??" i said, pretending to have not heard him.
"Oh, nothing," he said.
I gripped Derick's hand tightly from behind me. This was our sign we used when it was somethign bad.
I can feel him squeeze back in response.
"I'm Detective Liu and I am on this murder case. I want to ask you a few questions if its alright," he said.
I gulped and nodded. "I'm all ears," i said.
"Do you know anything about the crime you saw??" he asked.
I can't tell him I know it was his brother. I swore to them I wouldn't tell.
I shake my head. "No, sir," i said.
He nods. "Okay, and did you know the victim??" he asked.
I shake my head. "Barely," i said.
Truth, i barely knew the lady. I know her name was Marlene, and she was in charge of housekeeping. That's it.
"Did you see anything suspicious during the time she was killed??" Liu asked.
I swallow through my dry throat, and then shake my head. "No, sir. Nothing. I was at an interview for adoption," i said.
He nods. "Thank you," he said, then leaning into my ear.
"And a happy birthday," he said.
I gulped as he stood straight, turned on his heel, and then walked away down the hall.
How did he know it was my birthday??
"Josie, are you okay??" Derick asked.
I gulped and take his hand, dragging him into the room, and locking it.
"Derick, you have to swear on your life you on't tell anyone what i know," i said.
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Daughter of the Killer Family (Jeff/Jane the Killer Fan Fic)
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