They Saved Me From Traffickers; I Returned the Favor in Blood

Captain Larson frowned and snapped, "That's enough. Step back. Is that how I trained you? Take him back to the station. We'll interrogate him there."

An officer stepped forward. Barely holding back his anger, he cuffed my hands.

I just followed them downstairs.

The neighbors had already heard what had happened. People crowded the hallways. The moment they saw me, they pointed and whispered.

"That kid's a monster. His parents worked so hard to bring him out of the mountains, and this is how he repays them? He poisoned the whole family!"

"They should've just left him there to die."

I listened to their murmurs and smiled, neither confirming nor denying them.

Soon, I was taken into an interrogation room. Captain Larson sat in front of me, while two younger detectives sat beside her. All three of them looked at me.

I casually leaned back into my chair. It was as if I'd just finished dinner. "Can you hurry up and send me to prison already? I haven't slept in days trying to get that poison. Can't I just go to a cell and get some rest first?"

I yawned after I was done.

The female officer slammed her hand on the table. "Take a good look around. This is an interrogation room, not a bedroom. Sit up straight."

I shrugged and muttered, "Do we really have to do this?"

Even the male officer taking notes looked like he wanted to jump across the table and slap me. "What's your name?"

I raised my eyes lazily. "Which one?"

"You've got more than one name?" he asked with a frown.

A faint smile curled on my lips, but it didn't reach my eyes. "When I was trafficked to the mountains, the old woman there called me Sticks. After I was rescued, my parents told me my name is Silas Cadwell."

"Age?"

"I turned 18 today."

Every officer in the room looked up at that. Killing your own parents the day you become an adult was unbelievable.

After they finished the basic question, the door opened.

My aunt, Naomi Walker, rushed in. Her face was full of disbelief. She still couldn't accept what had happened.

"You animal! Why did you kill your parents and your brother? What did they ever do to you?"

I smiled lightly. "Nothing. I was just curious how much poison it takes to kill someone, so I used them as test subjects."

She looked like she wanted to tear me apart.

"I should've never kept searching for you all these years!" she snapped. "You should've been left to rot in that pigsty!"

Several officers held her back as she struggled. Her breathing was ragged, and her eyes burned red with rage.

Captain Larson said nothing the whole time. She just stared at me.

After a moment, she finally spoke. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Kylie Larson. I'm the captain of the criminal investigation unit. Now, tell me, why did you kill your family? Did you hate them?"

I clicked my tongue.

"Captain Larson, didn't I already tell you?" I replied, annoyed. "I was just running an experiment. I didn't expect them to actually die."

Kylie frowned. She exuded an air of authority without even speaking. "There's more to this. If you tell me the truth, I might be able to help you. I could even reduce your sentence."