Destiny
"What, you're blaming it on me?! Not one of my people would do such a thing! You're insolent for thinking so...!"
"I never said I think one of your did it. In fact, I already know who did."
What...? Why would he be telling her then...? This was stupid.
"Who?" You ask.
"A man named Cameron Johnslynn. Judging by his actions, he must be over 300 years old."
"Jesus Crist."
"That's not it...Look at the murder. It's in plain sight. It's like he doesn't know what he's doing still. He hands you a picture, in which you take one look at and hand it back to you, disgusted at the deformality of it.
"So. What should be done about him?"
"I never said I think one of your did it. In fact, I already know who did."
What...? Why would he be telling her then...? This was stupid.
"Who?" You ask.
"A man named Cameron Johnslynn. Judging by his actions, he must be over 300 years old."
"Jesus Crist."
"That's not it...Look at the murder. It's in plain sight. It's like he doesn't know what he's doing still. He hands you a picture, in which you take one look at and hand it back to you, disgusted at the deformality of it.
"So. What should be done about him?"