The killers

Chapter 50: interagation

Jeff's pov
The cop put me in an interagation room.
"So your name is Victor Rose?", the cop asked.
"Yes, sir.", I said.
"Don't lie to me, Jeffery.", the cop said.
"If you already know my name, why ask?", I asked.
"What is your name?", cop asked.
"Jeffery Alan Woods.", I said.
He called in a member from the FBI. FBI officer took out a box with the number 1348, Jeff the killer.
"How many people did you kill?", the FBI agent asked.
"I don't know.", I said.
"Yes, you do.",the FBI agent said.
"I'm serious. I lost count.", I said.
"Where is your accomplice?", the FBI agent asked.
"You mean Jane Arkensaw?", I asked.
"Yes.", the FBI agent said.
"She's rotting in hell.", I said.
"I'm serious, Mr.Woods.", the FBI agent said.
I smiled.
"I'm not joking. I killed her and she's rotting in hell.", I said.
"Where's the body then?", the FBI agent asked.
"No, me and her live in hell together. It's always a little hot but you know it's home.", I said.
The FBI officer turned to the cop.
"Put him in the cell.", the FBI agent asked.
The cop lifted me by my arm out of the seat. The FBI officer looked at me.
"You will rot in here.", the FBI agent said.
"Actually, I can't die.", I said.
"Then you'll spend eternity here.", the FBI agent said.
"Don't worry my boss will get me out.", I said.
The cop threw me into a cell.