If I kill someone... will I be in trouble?

Conrad raised his eyes when he heard three consecutive knocks on the door. He tilted his head after hearing his daughter's voice from the other side of the door.

"Come in," he said calmly, putting down the pen as the door opened from the outside. Conrad pushed himself up and walked towards the set of couches while Cosette followed. Resting his leg over the other, he propped his jaw against his knuckles, eyes on the couch where Cosette sat down. 

"Is there anything that you need?" he asked, observing her face him squarely. The second he met his daughter's eyes, Conrad was certain Cosette came for a reason. He didn't mind since his daughter had always come just to spend quality time with him. 

"Papa, I have a question." Cosette took a deep breath only to exhale it sharply, seeing Conrad raise his brows as he patiently waited for her inquiry. "If… I kill someone, will I be in trouble?"