Silent Boy [ENGLISH]

8.

Thomas paced the living room nervously, trying to calm his thoughts. Scarlett saw anger in his eyes. "I guess you heard," she said in a whisper.

''Of course I heard, Scarlett. Maynard called me as soon as you left his office "; he nervously ran his hand over his smooth chin. "Are you crazy? How could such a stupid idea come to your mind?"

"I know it's stupid," she sighed and sat down in the chair opposite him. Now she felt even tinier compared to him. "That's the only thing that came to my mind at the time."

"I thought you weren't so hasty," he settled on the couch and looked at her critically.

"So did I" She tightened the blanket in which she was covered before. ''Do you want something to drink? I think I have some beer in the fridge. "

"Yes, I guess."

She took a glass from the table with some clear liquid in it and decided to pour more. She will need a drink, and so will Thomas. It will be a long night, she felt. Moments later, she handed him a cold bottle of beer and he gratefully pulled out of it. She knew he needed it as much as she did. She dived back into her olive green armchair.

"Why do you want to do that, Scarlett?" He asked her, much calmer this time. His gaze was mild and his face tired.

"Honestly, I don't know myself."

"He's a killer. He killed girls your age. You cannot be locked up with him in a cell, Scarlett. We don't know what he is capable of. "

'I know, Thomas. I just... I just think he needs human contact right now. He tried to kill himself. "

"Yes, I heard," he said. "He seems to have tried to escape the punishment that awaits him."

"But it's not something people like him would do."

"I don't understand you," his eyes narrowed and his forehead furrowed. "What are you aiming for?"

"You see, besides being a serial killer, he was diagnosed with psychopathy. Psychopaths, as you know, do not feel guilty or have moral values. They do not distinguish good from bad. All they do is want to fulfill some of their higher goals and they will never admit that they are guilty of something. There is always someone else to blame - mostly the one who prevents them from fulfilling what they want ", he listened to her carefully, peeling the label from the beer bottle with his thumb. "And Sebastian tried to take his own life. If he really wanted to do that, it means that he tried to run away from something - and he felt something. "

"Do you think his diagnosis is wrong?"

"Maybe," she shrugged. "I want to find out."

"Okay," he said. "Maybe it makes some sense what you're saying. I certainly don't think that was the smartest idea for you because I don't want you to be alone with him. Psychopath or not, he's still a killer. "

When she handed him another bottle of beer, their fingers touched and a charge of electricity flew through her body. She shuddered. She saw that he also felt something, because his gaze became more penetrating, and his face was relaxed. He quickly looked away and played with the packaging sticker again. Apparently, it was his habit, Scarlett concluded.

''I understand your concern, Thomas, but I promise I'll be careful. Much more cautious than I was today. "

"Of course you will," he muttered. "Because I'm coming with you."

Scarlett stared in disbelief. "What do you mean you're coming with me?"

''I'll pick you up in my car, drive you and stand in front of the cell until you finish talking to the bastard," he began to gesture with his hands and Scarlett knew he was starting to relaxed.