"Talk." She said as the door closed behind me. She sat on the bed, looking up at me. Her face was ethereal as the moonlight casted its glow on her porcelain skin. She looked almost gentle if it wasn't for the storm in her eyes.
"What do you want to me to say?"
"What is your connection with him?" She replied with no hesitation. I gazed at her face for a moment, finding the right words to say.
"I'm not exactly sure." I answered truthfully. "But I have a hunch."
"I already told you that I can't tell you everything but I'll tell you as much as I could. He's hunting us down-"
"We already established that."
"But not in the way you think he is or maybe its not even him but someone close to him." I took the chair nearby and sat in front of her and settled myself down.
"Me, my siblings, we're all killers by blood." I continued.