104. There's Another Killer

Charlotte’s POV

I stepped forward and pointed the gun at him. "Tell me who the fuck killed my father?"

He threw up both hands in fear and asked, "Why would I tell you that? I'm not sure! I have no idea who killed your dad!"

When I shot him in the thigh, he screamed in pain, "Fuck!" He then turned around and said, "Fuck you!" No, I don't kill Fabian! That man was very smart and hard to kill. I wonder, who would be brave enough to kill your dad? I didn’t kill him!"

I shot his left leg and he screamed in pain again, and his painful groaning echoed all over the empty room that was full of blood. I asked one more time, “Who killed my dad?!"

“I have already told you bitch! I don’t fucking kill him!” he said intently and stood up, “If you want my help, I can help you find—” then bang! I shot him in the head, and he fell on the floor with his eyes open and his blood splattered around the area.

I took his phone and walked out the door. After that, I hid in a corner because I saw someone g