Niall put up a surveillance camera. He wanted to be sure that the police didn't come creeping in middle of the night or that they was snowing. I chose to keep a low profile. I sat on the sofa and enjoyed that he seemed to have panicked.
"They're coming!" I said cool. Niall looked quickly at me and shook his head.
"No, they will not return. I'm not a suspect."
I smiled a little bit and followed him with my eyes.
"You are the last person who talked to him."
Niall almost became angry and walked quickly over to me.
"You just be quiet. It's me who decides."
I looked at him that he was about to lose control. He wasn't sure anymore and he didn't by himself know what he would do.
"You can always call them and be honest?"
Niall struck his fist against the couch and looked coldly at me.
I giggled and couldn't help but be amused. I was no longer afraid of him. I wasn't afraid of what he would find out to do, because I would still be happy if he killed me.
"I'll fucking settle this!" he mumbled and sat down beside me. He took out a map of the yard and smiled at it. "I'll put up surveillance cameras everywhere and I'm going to buy all the things that put us into safety. Police shouldn't take us."
I wasn't interested.
"It's you who they are looking for. I haven't killed a single person and I don't kidnap people."
"Nobody will believe in you."