chapter 6
While keeping an eye on the Man’s movements, I opened my Phone to check how far the Delivery Man was from me.
The Murderer in front of me made no other moves.
He sat on the bed and lit a cigarette.
Maybe he was scrolling through his Phone, maybe he was thinking about how to deal with the corpse, or maybe he was planning how to kill the Lover.
I waited and waited.
Finally.
There was a knock at the door.