Karma is a serious b***h. Never in my life or in my work experience did I ever imagine myself in place of the criminals I interrogate in the interrogation room.
“I will be straight forward with you. You know what this is because you are also a detective or should I say were? You might lose your office after this even your rich father won’t be able to get you out of here.” The investigator says and I open my eyes to look at him.
I have got enemies and this man sitting in front of me is a plus one.
“As I lose my post as a detective, you might also lose yours. This is against the rules. You are not meant to threaten or go out of the lines of interrogation.” I reply as I play with my pinky nails and I watch his nose flare.
Idiot.
“Why did you kill Mrs. Smith?” He asks and my eyes match hi
