''Even with her hands pinned over her head, her helpless body pressed against the hard cement wall, her breath was steady and her eyes emotionless. 'Why aren't you scared?' he had asked, his emerald eyes staring into her dark brown, almost black ones. He was only inches away from her. 'You just saw me killing a man, I still have the knife in my hands, why aren't you scared?' to say he was confused was an understatement. This stranger, a very beautiful girl, had just witnessed a murder, but still she had no emotions showing. She didn't run, she didn't talk, she didn't scream. She just watched.