lost sleep and even had to see the department psychologist to work past her death, especially after the case was deemed cold. I would dream at night of finding a way to bring them justice and now I finally can. They had given that to me. I swing again, and again, each hit more brutal than the last. The room fills with the sickening sounds of the bat meeting flesh, of Rye's muffled screams, and the raw power of my anger unleashed.
