Snippet #2632905

"There's no need to break a door. Pick the lock. All it takes is a hairpin and a flat-bed screwdriver. Rather simple."
Kazui's brown eyes observed the girl's pretense of a sickly innocence, noting every single aspect of her in the hopes that he could read her next move, whatever that may be. Also noting the silence, Kazui pressed the pistol against the girl's neck harder in order to make her stop turning. All the while, his left hand was tucked in his pocket, fiddling with the handle of a small knife in case the gun was disarmed from him.
"Stay where you are, and put your hands on your head. I don't want to kill you, and you no longer want to steal from me."
It wasn't until he had locked his gaze into the girl's glistening eyes that he realised how much he enjoyed being in his own company.
"Tell me your name."