It was a dark night. Not the kind of darkness that often surfaces the sky when the sun sets but the kind of darkness that doesn't let you sleep.
"Lazarus!" Hades Black whined and I closed my eyes to take a deep breath to calm myself down.
"What?"
"I can't get rid of this shirt. And it's getting difficult to breathe. Help me before I die." Ah, the irony. The murderer was scared to die himself. What a relief.
When I turned around to help him, he had the collar of his shirt stuck around his throat, choking him. He must have unbuttoned every single button of his shirt except the topmost button.
His bare torso made my eyes wide. He was practically half naked in front of me. And the fact that I was actually appreciating his built body made my face flush red. I swallowed harshly as I wa
