“Did you really think you could get away with it..? I have to admit, you did well with covering up your tracks, but you let one thing slip through and here you are”

After being on the run for weeks, the detective finally got you. You sat at the end of the table, handcuffs restrained your movements. You let out a sigh as you shook your head. On the table in front of you lies all the evidence that could easily incriminate you. You looked up from the table to see a handsome detective eyeing you.