A one-way mirror reflecting the current room she was in hung behind her. She was leaning on a table that separated her from the burly, despicable man in front of her. Calm and quiet demeanor, a permanent frown etched on his weathered face. He was a man who had seen plenty of action in his life, and so far no one could get a word out of him. "So, I'm a Taurus and I love sleeping, plus I LOVE watching the Bachelorette!" A snicker came from the other side of the window, then a slap. A grin formed on Eden's face, but then quickly disappeared. "How about you, Mr. Amos? What can you tell me about yourself?" Silence. Eden raised an eyebrow as she sneered. "Do you like little boys, Mr. Amos? Do you enjoy perving on children?" She then leaned in further, mere inches from his face. Mr. Amos's heartbeat increased. It sounded like a rabid animal trying to escape its cage- and yet his face didn't betray his wild heartbeat. Backing away, she enjoyed his reaction and then struck, slamming the table from beside him. "Talk to me, Amos. Tell me the truth, why were you at Sergeant Malcolm's house on Thursday night? To rob him blind or because you wanted to have time to spy on his 5-year-old?" Closing into his personal space once more, Eden stared into Mr. Amos's eyes as she felt her own eyes change. Her eyes, a natural boring brown, transformed. Her eyes gained a vivid emerald-green color mixed with a silver hue; veins protruded from the sides of her face, and her eyelids became hooded all at the same time. "If you dare lie to me, I'll rip your throat out so painstakingly slow, you'll beg for death." She growled lowly. "Now answer me truthfully. Did you kill Sgt. Malcolm?"