Bab 203: Back to the prison

Channing had a perplexed expression on hearing what I said. He had so much to ask and, knowing him, I could tell he was able to hear my excited heartbeat. I myself could hear my heart in my ears like drums that were going to burst. Time was of the essence for this case because this was not just a genocide case but an opportunity to bring the villages in one line. 

"What are you planning to do next?" Channing asked me as he saw me walk to my bedroom door and open it. 

The lock clicked open, and I went inside, turning the lights on. I could hear Channing's footsteps as he followed me inside. He did not question me again. Rather, his eyes were curiously looking around at what I was doing.