Disgusting

It was sickening.

Murders daily in the city, each victim varied from a child to the elderly, non-of which had a connection.

Months and months of searching, investigating and researching, with no leads.

But it paid off

Finally

We had found the sick bastard who had done it all

And it was nothing like we expected

So here I stand, waiting to interrogate him, glancing over his file. name, birthday, height, weight, anything we currently had on him.

"so... his name is Sheldon Bluefin and he's... 16? The fucker doesn't look it" I mutter to my co-worker, who simply grunted in response. "right... well wish me luck" and I walked into the interrogation room

This... boy, sat on one side of the desk, he didn't look much older than 10, but he was happily grinning, with multiple restraints keeping him in place, handcuffed to the table. "good afternoon officer! How are you today?" he sneered. God, it was sickening, I simply glared at him in response and pulled out my papers and began the interrogation prosses. "Sheldon, I assu-" he cut me off with a look of disgust "Please, Shel is fine."

"right... Shel... I assume you know full well why you're here, but if you're as stupid as you're attempting to act, you're here for the countless charges of murder both first and second degree, assault, torture, kidnapping, possession of illegal or harmful substances, bodily harm with intent, threats, breaking and entering, contracted murder, fraud, theft, mischief, arson, tampering with evidence, robbery..." I slam the papers on the table "... and the list goes on. Do you deny any of these acts?"

He just smirked at me and shook his head, but in such a way where he seemed almost proud. "Disgusting"