Serial killer- 1

Silas's POV 

"Okay then, bye."

Just then, I heard a clicking sound, like a photo being taken. I looked around but didn't see anything or anyone. Maybe it was just my imagination.

I turned to leave, and as I was walking away, I noticed Theron was still standing there, looking at me. 

Still, I left. Why should I bother thinking about why Theron looks sad or whatever? Blah blah blah.

I went to Atlas. "Where's the taxi?"

"I called, but it'll take 15 minutes to arrive. Why don't we use the company car? It's still parked nearby."

"No, Atlas. I can't use something that's not meant for me."

"What do you mean?"

Atlas's face showed that he didn't understand what I just said.

When I first came, everything was simply given to me without me even asking. And at first, I was happy.