FLAWED

"Miss Walker! I would not get it past you that you won't murder your mother's best friend just because she gifted you a pink dress on your birthday!" - he snapped, holding her captive in the chair by placing both hands on the armrests. His deathly glare boring into hers.

A smirk slowly formed on her face. Which could be only classified as satisfying.

"Thank you for the compliment Mister Merchant!"

~

Sipping on the black coffee along with a black sugar-free cake while the police of the entire state was looking for you would be abnormal for anyone. But for Saleena, it was absolutely thrilling. After all, murdering your mother's murderer was worth celebrating. Wasn't it ?

Well, for one Augustin Merchant, it wasn't.