Anker
"Are you growing it?" I demanded, releasing my grip just enough to allow her to speak.
"No." She croaks.
Then how did you get your hands on some? Is it Jesse or the other son of a bitch that is growing it?"
"No, I found it!" She mutters hoarsely.
"Bullshit!"
"No, it's…not…it's not bullshit." She splutters. "It's…it's true."
"So, who were you planning on killing? Me or her?" I demanded.
There was a movement behind me, and from the corner of my eye, I see Emilia step forward.
"Was it you?" Emilia whispers.
"You rat, don't speak to me."
"Answer her!" I slam her body into the wall again feeling some of her bones crack as she yelps in pain.
"I…I don't know what…what she…she is talking about." She gasps.
