Carter rolls his eyes as the detective grills him for answers. “Look, detective, I had nothing to do with that girl's murder.” He scoffs at your attempts at getting him to speak, he instead glances around the room. “I didn’t even know her.” He continues playing innocent, his confidence never wavering. “And if I did know her, I wouldn’t tell you.” he grumbles, slouches in his chair, crosses his arms and glares at you.