I ran up and tried to pull him off of her. "Get off her!" I said. He was surprisingly strong for a human.
"You don't understand!" He said. "I need to—"
I broke his neck from behind in order to release his grip from Chelsea. Chelsea came to and saw me and Chad on the ground.
"You killed him," she said, acting shocked and emotionally distant.
"You hired me to do that," I said.
"I know, but when you see it in person, it's… different," she said. She was saying her lines and hitting her beats perfectly, but I wasn't convinced. She was hiding something.
"She's happy he's dead, even though she's trying so hard to pretend not to be," the golden mouth said.
'I know,' I thought. 'The question is why?'
"Maybe she's just a sociopath," the mouth said.