She looked at me. Beady eyes, a single drop of sweat ran down her pink rosey cheek. She stood up and paced. Not daring to make eye contact she walked to the door and tried opening it. I cleared my throat, she looked at my hands.
"Ms. Rollen? I asked you a question."
she glanced at me and then at the door.
"I just wanted him to let me go." she said quietly. I sighed, nodded at Sargent Diaz. He opened the door holding and AK47. I chuckled. Natalie Rollen walked out wearing an orange jail jumpsuit.
"John." someone said through the speaker.
I looked up and blinked.
"Go home. We can try again tomorrow"
I nodded, got up an walked out. The door slammed as it hit the door frame, everyone jumped except me I didnt look back I kept walking. Natalie's words haunting me.
I just wanted him to let me.
I trudged to my car. Looked for my keys and got it in.......
