Late night thoughts

Excerpt from a book I will never write #004

'Sweetie, tell me your name.' He tried again. He leaned with his breast on the table of cold steal. 'No, I'm not your sweetie. I'm your psychologist and I'm here to talk about your private life in prison and not my private life.' She said cold. 'It's what you call a private life, darling, nothing here is private.' He said and looked right in her light brown eyes. 'But okay, I don't want you to lose your fucked up job. So sit and ask me anything.' He commanded, she sat down at the cold seat on the other side of the table. 'Why do you even mind if I lose my job?' She asks, he smiled. 'Because you are the only woman I can talk to here. And I mean, you are not hard to look at.' He moved, the sounds of his shaking handcuffs where cycling in the room. He placed his back to the seat. 'Well, are you gonna ask me about my private life or not?' He tilt his chin a little higher. 'Explain me why you murdered those guys.' She commanded with her cold, emotionless voice, she took the plastic cup with water and sipped it. 'Are they too poor to buy glasses?' He laughed, she put the cup down. 'No, they're just scared they you open your cuffs, break the glass and kill me.' She waited. 'But I call that total bullshit, if you could open your cuffs you could kill me with your bare hands plus why are they even giving you cuffs than?' He smiled. 'Finally someone who understands. But it's against my rules.' He said, she looked up. 'Witch rules?' She asked, he smiled again, his full, brown lips opened en you could see his perfect white teeth. 'I don't kill women.' His voice sounded proud, she started writing. 'Now answer my first question, why did you kill those guys?' He waited, smiled again. 'Why not?' She frowned. 'Listen very good, I'm not a police woman, I'm your psychologist. Tell me the real reason, it's my job to keep it a secret.' He stopped smiling. 'Listen sweetie, let me explain something about my world. It's killing or getting killed...' He stopped. 'And I prefer to live.'