As the police walked me out of the hotel with my bloody clothes, hands and face. Camera lights flashing each reporter having their own questions.
“Miss Summers, is it true that you killed the governor because he killed your sister?” One asked.
“What exactly led you to the governor as the man who killed your sister?” Then another.
“Do you have evidence to support your accusations?” Another one.
“Did you see the need to take justice into your own hands as the police didn’t help you?” Another.
The police were trying to push them back and make way as they led me to the car. I wasn’t going to shy away from the cameras as I knew I did nothing wrong. The reporters followed me to the car and the police had to speed away from there. They attempted to ask me questions in the car, threatening me
