Gone bad for him

"Do you recognize this man?" I asked sliding the picture closer to him.

"No." He's deep voice filled the interrogation room. I was getting annoyed because he didn't even share a glimpse of the picture.

"Look at him dammit, this is Henry Smith, co-founder of Flintstone enterprise. At approximately 10:30AM, September 24th he was found dead in his office." I said looking deep in his chromatic eyes.

He showed no emotion, no sweat, nothing.

"Cause of death says a bullet straight to the heart. Miraculous aim Mr Sanchez."

For the first time since he got here, he's blank face presented me a smirk.