"What's the hardest thing about killing someone?" I asked her as we walked out.
Naturally, I didn't ask about what disposal method she had devised for the body, that being very crucial from my perspective, but she just told me Vinsett wanted it there for his plans or something.
"Living with it." As she walked beside me, she wrapped her right arm from the back of my left, and grasped my fingers in a tiny lock. Her crimson lipstick softly pecking on my shoulder, we walked together.
