CHAPTER 167
- KILLIAN -
I shut the door of the anti room, when I hear voices coming from inside. I can tell two people are communicating but I know not physically.
I walk to the living room. This is where I find Hazel sat in front of the tv, on a sofa, watching a show. The good thing is, the lights aren’t turned on and only the reflection of the tv illuminates the room, so the blood on my outfit is barely visible also coupled with the fact that I’m putting on a navy blue, long sleeve, body hug shirt and black pants. My coat is in my hand, and my leather gloves are in the pocket of my coat.
“It’s past bed time, you.” I say, folding my arms across my chest while standing behind the sofa she’s sat on. Hazel immediately turns. She drops the wine glass half full of a colourless liquid I assume to be water as no scent oozes out of it on the center table and walks to me.