Molly
I turn sharply toward the two security guards standing nearby, looking like they’re more interested in pretending nothing happened than actually doing their jobs.
“How could you just let him go like that?” I snapped. “Did you even look at her? She was bruised. She was bleeding. She could barely talk.”
They both stiffen and exchange an awkward look.
One of them clears his throat. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but there’s nothing we can do about it.”
I stare at him in disbelief. “Nothing you can do. Are you joking right now?”
Before I can say anything else, Charles steps forward.
“What do you mean there’s nothing you can do? You can start by arresting him for almost killing his wife.”
The guard grips the radio on his uniform and nods nervously. “Sir, we’re just following orders.”
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