Hate or Love

My eyes grew wide as I stared at the tall dark haired man, watching his devious eyes bask in the shock on my face.

Siti stood there, dressed in a black suit, a far difference from his usual black parka and the rest.

He was smiling.

What the hell was he doing here, I screamed in my head.

My body was boiling with anger and the murderer just stood there with a sly smile.

"I would love to give a brief compendium of my friend, Rafael Paul", Siti began, his tone mocking and derisive.

I clenched my hands by my side as I felt Kane lean down to my ears.

"Do you know him?", Kane whispered.

They knew of the name but they had probably never seen him and now here he was.

I had told them of the house scare that had occured when everything started going haywire with my dad, the name that had been painted in blood when I had gotten home to a shambles house.

Should I tell them?

"No", I shook my head, still watching Siti.

"Rafael and I have been friends since way back. We were practically joint at th