<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg425609#msg425609">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 11-09-2007, 09:56:48</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">It was not what Angela had expected to hear... she paused, eyes narrowed, tryin to think things through.  Was she on trial?  And if so, for what?   She wasn't the one who'd done anything wrong, but, from the way he talked, he believed otherwise...<br/><br/>"I'm a cop.  How am I a threat to anyone around me?  It's my job to protect and serve..."  A mental jolt flowed through her, making her pause yet again.  Protect and serve, and yet she'd been planning on taking justice into her own hands... a rabid dog... She shook her head, trying to clear that mental image.  It wasn't the same.  He <em>deserved</em>  to die. If anyone was the hunter, it was her, and <em>he</em> was the wild animal.<br/><br/>"If you want to talk... let me go.  We'll talk.  But not like this, not with me chained like some monster."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"But that's what we are trying to determine. Are you just an unlucky woman, or are you a monster?" The stranger leaned back in his chair, sucking smoke down into his lungs.<br/>"When you woke up just now, didn't you think it odd that you were aroused? I think it's a fair bet to assume you've been in lust before, but never like this. Didn't you feel a new dimension to your lust? Like some kind of primordial...hunger?"