"It was?" she replied, scowling. "That's why you were snooping around, isn't it? Well, apparently, I was going to march back there and deliver my report directly, but it seems like it's a little late for that. And don't bother trying to intimidate me, I know I'm as good as dead. These hicks aren't going to just let me go; they'll give me a nice, fair trial, and then hang me the next morning. If I'm lucky."