(27) His

"What's happening?" I asked Jay silently as we walked towards his car. We're currently in the university's lot and are planning to grab a meal in Burger King.

"What?" He asked while putting an arm around me. "What do you mean?"

I looked down and muttered, "The missing people, Jay."

Suddenly, he was stiff and stopped walking, making me stop too. I looked up since he's taller than me, "Jay?"

He gulped, "Riles..." I frowned and raised an eyebrow, "What...?" He pursed his lips and sighed, "Let's talk in the car."

"Okay..." I muttered as we continued walking. His car came to view and we entered it. Once seated, I waited for his door to shut and immediately pestered him, "So?"

He turned on the engine and pulled out of the driveway. "What do you want to know?"

"The missing people, Jay." I told him, "Why are you killing them?"

"Not everyone." He muttered, "I sometimes arrest them if they don't pull out a gun..."

"Oh..."

"...or a knife..."

"Ah..."

"...or a blade..."

"Mhmm..."

"...or a-"

I roll