“Did you kill him? Jesus, you are f*****g insane, aren’t you?”
“Kr…”
“Right. Don’t touch anything. And I can’t stress this enough, Cindy. Don’t you f*****g touch anything else in there, especially the body.”
“Krist…”
“Jesus f*****g Christ, why am I even talking about this over the phone? Alright. Stay put. Find yourself a chair and don’t you dare sit up until you hear me knock on your door.”
“Benton!” Cindy whisper yelled in the phone, cautious not to wake up Andrew, and causing the man on the other line to finally be quiet enough for her to get two words in.
“I didn't kill anyone. What is wrong with you? Why would that even be the first thought that comes to mind?” She chastised, but only heard a groan from the other end, then some hushed talking which sounded oddly like ‘I wouldn’t
