CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
“No!” Wanda ran to the front of the room. “You sick son of a b***h!” She shoved Ulysses and turned off the TV. “You monster!” She punched him. “I’m gonna kill you.” She put her hands around his neck and squeezed.
“Wanda!” The black man with the glasses grabbed her. “Stop it!”
“Get out of here!” Wanda pushed the man off. “Get the hell out of here!” She jumped up and down, gesturing to the others. “All of you! Get out!”
The group grabbed their things and hurried out the room.
Ulysses turned to leave.
“Not you!” Wanda got in front of him and blocked the door. “You’re not going anywhere.”
“Why not?” He rubbed his hair. “My work here is done.”
“You animal!” She pushed him. “How could you do this?”
“You did this.” He grimaced. “I told you I was in control, and you f
