Yhatz POV:
This may not come as a surprise, but still, my eyes staring in disbelief. He is holding a gun pointing at me. My heart almost stopped beating, blinked sweat from my eyes, and I'm frozen to the spot.
"Is that how you killed your victims?" I casually said. Keeping my composure and trying to hide my fear.
For some reason, I wanted to get a confession out of him. I want to confirm that he is truly the killer we've been looking for all this time. He just waives the gun at me, pushes me inside, and invites himself inside the house. I didn't show any resistance and just followed him. I can tell that he is not used to handling guns judging from the way he is holding them. I don't want him to mistakenly pull the trigger, so I decided to stay calm and tried not to act reckles
