Charles hated this case, he already regretted being there by the time the lights were on again. He hated having to watch that endless loop of murder, he hated that prick with the axe.

After some time of watching he stormed up the stairs and into the nearest room. You followed him and saw him emptying his bag and searching for the cricket bat.

"I'm telling you, I won't let that wanker keep this up any longer. He's hurting them, his family." He said quietly, keeping his eyes away from you.