Quoted By: >>68014202
>>68014077
>This fucker gives you the heebee geebees just being near him
>He flashes you an unsettling smile and picks up the folder
>His face is inscrutable as he reads the file
>He finally looks up "Why don't we do a little quid pro quo. You tell me something about yourself, I tell you something about the case."
>You don't know why he would be interested in knowing about you, but you nod in agreement, trying to keep a semblance of professionalism
>"From how carefully you have treated this photo I can tell you have quite an interest in this missing compy, more than a professional interest. Is there someone he reminds you of, an ex-lover perhaps."
>Your face scrunches in anger, he interrupts the barrage of insults about to spew from your mouth
"So I'm right. I can see the guilt in your eyes, what did you do to him? Cheat on him with another man? Did you beat him? Kill him? Which is it?" the accusatory questions barrage at you
>You are about to tell him off when the face of the compy flashes in your mind
>No, I'm not messing up this time
>Through gritted teeth you angrily admit what you had done
>"I stole his medication for his psychotic episodes, and punched him on stage at prom"
>He doesn't even acknowledge what you just said
>"The man your looking for is a homosexual male with transexual tendencies. Olivia Halford, his first victim, was a secondary obsession. He wants to be her, taking her skin is a removal of her identity, his real obsession is his second victim."
>This fucker gives you the heebee geebees just being near him
>He flashes you an unsettling smile and picks up the folder
>His face is inscrutable as he reads the file
>He finally looks up "Why don't we do a little quid pro quo. You tell me something about yourself, I tell you something about the case."
>You don't know why he would be interested in knowing about you, but you nod in agreement, trying to keep a semblance of professionalism
>"From how carefully you have treated this photo I can tell you have quite an interest in this missing compy, more than a professional interest. Is there someone he reminds you of, an ex-lover perhaps."
>Your face scrunches in anger, he interrupts the barrage of insults about to spew from your mouth
"So I'm right. I can see the guilt in your eyes, what did you do to him? Cheat on him with another man? Did you beat him? Kill him? Which is it?" the accusatory questions barrage at you
>You are about to tell him off when the face of the compy flashes in your mind
>No, I'm not messing up this time
>Through gritted teeth you angrily admit what you had done
>"I stole his medication for his psychotic episodes, and punched him on stage at prom"
>He doesn't even acknowledge what you just said
>"The man your looking for is a homosexual male with transexual tendencies. Olivia Halford, his first victim, was a secondary obsession. He wants to be her, taking her skin is a removal of her identity, his real obsession is his second victim."