Marcella wiped the corner of her eyes as she came to her senses. There were standing on the sidewalk, and she cannot cause a scene.
"I'll walk home… alone," she said, putting her hands inside her coat pockets as she walked with a larger gait.
Tony fisted his hands and walked back. He needed to find out who dared to lay a finger on her. He can relax only after he dismembered him piece by piece and pickle his flesh.
He was about to catch a cab when he noticed a guy hiding in the shadows. She might have been right that the danger around her has not increased. He was about to storm at that guy, but Stanley got to that guy first.
Tony nodded at Stanley and turned. He cannot let her walk alone tonight.
She had already walked a lot of distance. She must walk really fast when she's angry. He caught up with her and walked behind her, staring at her back.
