[Music Recommendation: Sing Me To Sleep ~ Alan Walker]
Maya was dragged out of the car the moment they got to the station. She tried to explain to the policemen dragging her forward, but none of them listened.
"He started it first! He was talking about my child. Who would sit still and watch their precious child get insulted? Not me!" she exclaimed.
The policemen nodded, and one of them said, "We've heard you, ma'am, but you'll need to come in with us right now. You used a weapon on a helpless man."
Maya chuckled. "Please tell me another joke. He was armed with his words. That man was coming for me, and he deserved whatever he got. And what weapon? It was my shoe I used." She sighed, looking around for help.
