Joyce slowly watched as his expressions turned from neutral to anger, and then rage.
It was one of those moments where she had no idea of what to do. Whether to pacify his anger or to show her own. Showing her anger had not proven to be the best answer until now, but you did not want to be on her back foot either.
If he had been hurt, then so had she and she had an equal opportunity to express her anger.
"Why did you get into the bathtub?" He seethed, his voice barely concealing the anger that was inside him.
In that second, Joyce made her decision. "I am answering your questions, each and every question, and in return you will answer all of my questions. Are you ready for that?"
He raised my eyebrow. "Do you think you are in a position to negotiate with me?"
She stared at him, before nodding slowly, and then her hand reached up to where he had pressed the call button. "I am not in a position to answer anything at the moment. What do you think?"
