Don't be a delusional virgin

"My sister is..." Norbert muttered. His lips stopped moving right as he was about to fully rephrase what Mathew said a moment earlier. He then squinted his eyes. "The hell do you want with Carol?"

There was no aggression in the officer's voice. His face was deprived of shock or fury.

Or rather, his expression became completely blank, devoid of any emotions that could give Mathew a hint over how to proceed.

"You see, this is a topic that's already agreed upon," Mathew said, crossing his arms over his chest. "And do you want to know the only reason why I'm telling you about this?"

Norbert didn't bother to respond. He squinted his eyes even further instead, forcing Mathew to accept it as his reply.

"A threat?" Norbert finally pried open his mouth and attempted to guess. Yet, with his mouth now moving, he could no longer keep the emotions boiling in his soul from surfacing.

"Not at all," Mathew countered, shaking his head. "It's nothing more but courtesy."