I tilted my head, my smirk turning knowing. "Oh, I know not everyone is corrupt," I said, my voice a dark purr. "But there's always something people value more than money." I let the pause stretch, watching as her fury built, her fingers twitching on the trigger. "Do you know what that is, Officer Sarah?"
She didn't answer, but I could see it—the way her breath hitched, the way her eyes burned.
"It's life," I murmured, my voice dropping into something cold, calculating. "Everyone's afraid of death." I leaned forward, my gaze locking onto hers. "And even if they're not afraid for themselves…" My smirk turned wicked. "They're afraid of their family dying before them."
Sarah's face paled, her voice a trembling snarl. "You monster—"
