stardust_gutzz
There's a murderer in the dying city of Woodsburrow, it's going be a matter of when she's found. He sees her across the way. He knows, he's one of them.
A toned, broad-shouldered woman climbs up the stairs and meets his gaze. "Good evening." The detective speaks, relaxing his shoulders. The woman replies, "Evening. What are you doing out here tonight?" The detective chuckles lightly, "Oh, just getting a cup of coffee before goin' home. What about yourself?" Her head draws back when the detective asks her the question. "Just going to the deli." The blood on the woman's mask was dripping down onto her hoodie, painting it a muted red color. "I'll leave you to it, then." The detective says with a welcoming smile.
Does she know he knows? Find out later on in the book!