Emma’s point of view
Emma puts the plate in front of him. ‘I don’t ask’ “What’s you name?” The big glares at the plate before he stares at my eyes. “Why would I tell you?” He tries to make his voice sounds threatening based on his tone. But it’s not enough. “Listen” Emma squats down and looks him in the eyes “If you help us, we can help get your brother out of there” “I don’t need you help” “But you do. I saw something else on your thoughts too. Your mother.” Emma’s eyebrows furrow “Or most likely, the last day you saw her breathing. I can find her killer and save your brother the time” She tilts her head into the side slightly, smiling with tight lips. Emma leans furrowed “How is that for a deal?” she then leans back again. He stares on the floor before his eyes meet hers again. “What d
