Phil's POV
"Who knows? To act like a saint and commit yet another murder!" He said, coming towards me again. A crowd was already forming
"If you hit me, I'll hit back. Try me!"
He froze his fist still in the air.
"If you would just calm down and listen to me," I said, staring at him.
"Calm down? A pack member of mine is dead and you want me to calm down? My people are scared and you want me to calm down? They're scared of going about and I should calm down? I can't address them because the first thing they'll ask is what I have done concerning the killer?" He kept yelling and I just let him. He needed to let out his pent-up anger.
"Can we just go inside and talk? I'm not responsible for the murder. I would never again, have an alibi for where I was all night in case you want to inves
