Detective Michael Learson looked at the girl inside the room. He was waiting in the hallway for a few moments to collect his thoughts. Sighing, Michael opened the door and walked in. He set down the file on the metal table.

“Good evening, Miss Black. My name is Detective Learson. You may call me Michael if you wish.”

“I don’t wish to speak to anyone.” came the reply. The girl’s eyes were an enticing shade of green that seemed to pull Michael closer. She stared at him coldly, crossing her arms over her chest. He realized that he had been staring too long at the girl.

“You will have to speak about this, sooner or later.”

“I don’t want to talk. All I know is that he killed himself. That’s it.”

Michael bit his lip, then pushed the file towards her.

“Do you deny that you were a witness?”

“No.”

“Annah.. You need to tell us what happened to your brother.”

Suddenly she was on her feet. Her jade eyes narrowed with fury. Stars exploded in Michael’s sight as he felt the punch.

“Don’t you ever call me Annah.”