I’m not giving up, though, because this is serious. Deadly. I saw her face when she screamed bloody murder at me. Saw the way her entire body froze like a deer in headlights, about to come colliding with a vicious smack of danger. Something happened. Something bad happened to her, and I’m not going to let up until she tells me. Or until I can put whoever made that look appear on her face six feet under.
