“Yes,” one of the protesters shouted. "Why don't you come over here b***h?"
"We'd love to talk to you." Ellie studied the crowd. They no longer walked around holding their hateful inscriptions. They gathered together and began to move towards her in a friendly crowd.
Their posters were shrinking like baseball bats, and Ellie was terrified. She was at the gate again and grabbed the bars. “I will sue each of you if you allow them to hurt me, and you will be immediately fired along with me."
“Well, go on,” one of the guards snorted at her. "They can't attack you while you're here."
"I can not. My car and personal belongings will be driven to the gate. I don't even have a wallet."
He shrugged and smiled coldly. “Protecting you is not our job. You're an ex-employee so take care of yourself
