With a merciless thoroughness, Herman fired again and again, ensuring no survivors.


    Then, weary from the carnage, he copsed onto the sofa, his expression vacant.


    He raised the gun to his temple with a trembling hand…


    Bang!


    The bullet created a gruesome hole in Herman’s head.


    His eyes lost their life as they widened, and his hand was still clutching the gun, dangling uselessly.


    As the video yed, the policeman observing Hannah’s face was searching for any sign of emotion.


    After noting her unchanging expression, he switched off the video.


    “Miss Moore, do you have anyments on this video?”All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    “What do you mean?”


    Hannah raised her eyebrows and replied, “It appears to be a typical gang in-fighting scenario ending with the leader’s suicide.


    I don’t have anyments on this video.


    ”


    The policeman leaned forward, cing his hands on the table and invading Hannah’s personal space with his oppressive stance.


    “Miss Moore, you seemedpletely unfazed by what you just witnessed.


    ”


    “Should I have been surprised?” Hannah leaned back, her expression one of confusion as she stared up at the policeman.


    “Isn’t it fairlymon for such conflicts to ur within gangs?”


    The policeman interpreted Hannah’s reclined posture as a sign of defensiveness, thinking he had pinpointed a weakness.


    He pressed on.


    “So, the murder scene didn’t shock you at all?”


    Hannah smiled lightly and responded earnestly, “I’ve seen many deaths, various kinds of them.


    If my calm demeanor disturbs you, I apologize.


    ”


    The policeman’s frustration with Hannah’s aloofness peaked, and he mmed his hand on the metal table.


    ng!


    The table made a resonant nging noise and shook slightly.


    His anger red as he perceived her as someone who trivialized human life and defied authority.


    “You show contempt for human life and challenge the police.


    Are you aware that your attitude could be grounds for legal action?”


    The policewoman rose quickly and intervened, saying, “She belongs to the Compton family.


    ”


    Hannah’s demeanor chilled instantly.


    “Then tell me, how should I react? How should I feel when you make me watch such a video? Should I cry out in agony or tremble in fear?”


    Hannah paused, her voice icy as she continued, “Or perhaps you’d prefer I react in another specific way?”


    “You!”