“Ramona, have there not been multiple minor attacks in your neighbourhood. Have you lost certain periods of time?”
I glare at him. “What the hell? What’s that got to do with anything? Don’t try to tell me I’m attacking people. If anyone is, it’s you, considering you’re already murdering people!” I get up and storm out of the room. I don’t know where to go, but I run down the hall. I spot what must be the front door and make a beeline to it. Just before I reach it I’m pulled back. I lose my footing and fall back into the firm stance of Gabriel. He’s trying to hold me as my arms are flailing wildly trying to break free.
“Ramona! Stop it, don’t fight me now.” He yells at me. I keep struggling, angrier now. He is strong and once again overpowering me, locking my arms behind me he presses me
