“They weren’t murders Ross… trust me. I never wanted to kill any of them. I trusted myself to them…”
Klara’s reasoning seemed to be a mask to her malevolence for Ross. Ross was neither listening to her pleas nor was he bent to fall for any of it. He got up and decided to look around for some more hints, before probing Klara again. He knew she wasn’t gonna be easy.
Klara was shouting his name and pulling her hands to get free. If this was to get out of hand now, she was in deep trouble. “Okay…Okay Ross…listen. I will tell you whatever you want. Come here…please.”
Ross ignores her plea just to get her desperate enough to be sure she reveals.
‘“Ross… I will show you where your brother died. Why…and everything else that you want to know from me. Free me right now, if you want to know.” Klara’s tone changed from pleading to confident. Ross turned to her, a little confusion on his face and a sorted expression on Klara’s. “I mean it…no games I promise.”
“You think I trust you?” Ross comes towards her.
“You have no choice. I know what you want. You want me in the prison. You want justice for your brother…right? I am with you…” Klara says calmly.
“Really? And I should then let you free? You… Klara. You really are so proud of your cunningness. I haven’t seen someone like that.” Ross mocks her while approaching her.
“Alright then….” Klara exclaims as she pulls away her hands and the tape tears up. She hits him hard on the face. “You lost your chance!!!”