Violetta
"Blue is not a good color, Michael. Anyway, this really isn't all that necessary, considering you confessed way more on camera. Killing those women. Setting up my husband. Trying to kidnap me. You're a little lonely, aren't you Michael? Just love to chat."
I found the little bag that Kenzi had brought with her. I placed the open water bottle in a travel cup and placed the travel cup in a large Ziploc bag.
"I...wolves..."
Amelia nudged against him, and he screamed. I turned my head. "Wolves? Don't be ridiculous. These are my dogs. I realize we didn't pay a pet deposit. I'll rectify that. I wouldn't go anywhere, Michael. They don't like rapists." Holding up the button camera, I recorded myself opening the cabinet and turned on the film feed. "Tsk, tsk, Michael. How long have you
