“He gave you $5,000?” another chimed in hurriedly. “Then why did I only get $3,000? Anyway, Officer, I really thought it was to scare someone. I didn’t expect him to assault that girl.”
“She was crying so badly, but he still wouldn’t stop,” a third added.
“We tried to stop him,” yet another said, feigning righteousness.
“But he hit us instead. He’s the heir of the Lancaster Group. We didn’t dare fight back. All we could do was watch him force himself on that girl.”
As their words fell, the expressions of everyone present darkened even further.
“You punk!” My father suddenly lunged forward and kicked me hard, sending me crashing to the floor once again.
My mother rushed over, grabbed my hair, and slapped me again and again.
Valerie’s parents joined in as well, beating me without restraint.
The female police officer froze for only a split second. Then she rushed forward to shield me, even though she could not pull them away. More than half of the blows meant for me landed on her instead.
Even so, she wrapped her arms tightly around me, protecting me beneath her body as she whispered, “Don’t be afraid… don’t be afraid…”
Soon, other officers rushed in and forcibly dragged them away.