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I should kill her! I can kill her if I want! Why haven’t I killed her already? I should’ve killed her back when she saw me taking Hannah out, painted her as a traitor and burned her body down, no one would’ve known. Why didn’t I kill her? Or why couldn’t I kill her? Henry’s mind had multiple murderous thoughts as he stood inside the monitoring room and watched Emilia sitting inside the interrogation room, with Jake and Harold the manager. Out of all the three oddly different people, somehow she seemed to perfectly fit well and be normal in the situation. Somehow, to him it felt like she belonged there, with him in the monitoring room and her in the interrogation area, being held for something f****d up that she did. He had never hesitated before killing anyone but with Emilia, he j