The interrogation started, but her mind was busy punching and kicking Tisha's face in her imagination. The woman was clinging to Greg's arms, which she found very annoying. She wasn't looking at them, but her peripheral view could.
"Ms. Everest Herrera, who and when did you have that mark on your body?" she looked back at the person who was talking earlier. He was familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen him.
"Does it matter? Even if I tell the truth, no one will believe me. What's taking that too long?Shouldn't you discuss the punishment already?" Jessy spoke with her annoying tone. She had thought next time about placing tape on her mouth, so it wouldn't keep from betraying her. And her auntie's expression was already expected. The red-headed woman shook her head while mass
