EXPLANATORY NOTE: This chapter contains hints of sexuality, explicit violence, and sensitive (religious) themes for some adults.
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With a questioning look, he notices that John also turns his gaze toward Clive.
With a disinterested gesture, the detective leaves the cubicle and says goodbye for the moment.
Sensing that he has left the cubicle, John's eyes scan the surroundings to see if anyone is watching him.
His body stiffens, and he tenses his fingers so much on the papers that the tips become damp.
He drops the papers quickly so as not to stain them with blood.
He doesn't have spare gloves; fortunately, they are dark-colored; he'll have to rinse the tips a bit.
He can only hope that the officer doesn't notice the dampness of the papers during the conversation.
He is worried because Agent Clive usually shakes hands at the beginning of each interrogation, what excuse will he give?
He can't take off his gloves; it'll be much more suspicious if they see his nailless, swollen, and bruised hands.
Although, he's grateful he hasn't seen Agent Brown these days; she's too inquisitive.
And to top it all off, with his recent surge in libido, he doesn't want to get into a compromising situation.
He feels he doesn't have much control over some of his emotions.
He's lost control of his sexuality, of his mind when it gets clouded under pressure, and he's done what he never thought possible.
Not just the fact that he took the life of a human being.
He doesn't understand how he had the fortitude to dismember him!!!