Taking Matters Into Her Own Hands.

Amara stood in front of the interrogation room’s glass, watching as the officer inside asked series of questions to her attacker. With his hoodie, face mask and cap off, Amara was able to see that he looked like a typical scumbag. Disgusting, how did Tobias think it was a wise idea to hire someone like him? Why did Tobias even think it was a wise idea to hire someone to hurt her? The thought of It angered her more than the ache she felt each time she thought of it. The sound of the door opening pulled Amara away from her thought. She looked in its direction to find the officer stepping out, no longer interrogating her attacker. “Ms. Miller,” The officer greeted her, shoving his hands Into his pocket as he approached her. “What did he say?” Amara straight up asked, only taking her gaze away from the criminal for a few seconds. The officer sighed. "He's refused to say anything concrete, only saying that you brought it upon yourself.” He paused, choosing his next words before asking. “Did