When Toby Cain returned to the room, the interrogation inside had just ended another round.
He was a little restless, and his steps slowed involuntarily. Before returning to his seat, he had to casually observe everyone else's expressions, making sure the police hadn't asked the others anything inappropriate while he was gone.
It was impossible to say his crime had been flawless, but after going through everything from beginning to end, he felt he had done a passable job.
Shooting the gun had been outside his original plan. He had never truly pointed a gun at a living creature before, so when the other man showed resistance and tried to calm him down, proposing a less extreme solution, he had pulled the trigger almost reflexively...
That had been an absolute mistake. Even if he really had intended to kill that scumbag Sunai, it should not have been under those circumstances.
Right after Sunai had agreed to let him look over his girlfriend's former employment contract.
In other words, he had shot and killed the man while knowing someone would soon arrive at the office.
Since that step had already happened, everything afterward had merely been an attempt to patch things up. It was just that he seemed to truly always lack luck.
Thinking that, he secretly watched Wataru Takagi, seated across the conference table, with a vaguely hostile gaze.
This was the small conference room the police had temporarily used to hold all of them "suspects."
It certainly differed from the high-pressure tension of an interrogation room, but the oppressive feeling created by the atmosphere was much the same.
If this cop had not happened to be nearby and rushed upstairs almost immediately to secure the entrances and exits, he might have already escaped this damn place.
Not to mention,