Regrets

“I asked you once more, and I would like an honest answer!” the officer’s hand landed on the table. His voice is strident, his face looks stern. The silent room is now filled with the highly tense atmosphere. But the middle-aged man looked everything but uptight. Instead, he smiles, cunningly.

“Where. Is. the girl’s body?” the officer began to lose his patient.

“You’ll never gonna find her, you know that, right?” he keeps licking his lips, just like a snake. He never stop smiling, but now his eyes looks just like a tiger, ready to eat its prey.  

He laughed, silently at first, and then out loud. “You’ll never gonna believe what I say if I tell you anyway,”. 

“Try me,” said the officer with low voice. “Try me,”. Seconds ticked by without a word out of the psycho man’s mouth. “I FUCKING SAID TRY ME!” the officer jumped over the table and grabbed the man’s yellow shirt. The guard quickly pulled the officer’s collar. 

He calmed himself,fix his shirt, then said, “Enjoy your time in prison, asshole! You’re gonna be there for a long time,” while slammed the door.

 
“No regrets,” the psycho licked his lips again, then smiled.