23 August 2019 - 15 Minute Fiction Friday
"You ok?" Mike asked, concerned.
JP stared, straight ahead.
"Fine," he said, without looking, offering no invitation to continue the conversation.
Mike turned back. "Be back in there in 5."
He left JP alone, shaking. He had sat opposite killers before, sick ones. Damn, he'd even sat opposite kids who had killed, but this girl... terrified him.
She'd stared silently, without blinking, for hours, with those manic, emotionless green eyes. Then she smiled.
What she was accused of was surely beyond a twelve year old girl, Mike thought so, but those eyes... JP knew it had to be her.