Abigail
"You bitch!"
My skull cracked against the wall and the corridor tilted sideways. I went down hard on one knee, my bag skidding across the floor. Pain exploded in my head, throbbing and aching. There were so many voices in the air, overlapping against each other.
My hands trembled as I clutched my head, closing my eyes tight in pain.
"Sir,...hands where I can see them!"
"Get off me!"
My body swayed as I reached out blindly trying to find the wall so I could lift myself up.
What the fuck was going on?
"Abigail!" A voice bellowed in panic and a heavy familiar hand grabbed my hand. "How the hell did he get away from you?!"
"I apologize, Mr Wolfe-"
"Get off me! Get the hell off me, I'm not a fucking criminal!"
Drake.
That was definitely Drake. I would recognize his ballless pitchy voice anywhere. Blinking rapidly, I opened my eyes to see Finnegan crouched in front of me.
