Outside, I hear Tony pounding on the shutters and shouting my name.
"Katherine, KATHERINE! Answer me!"
"I'm alive!" I call back. "Tony, I'm okay!"
"We're breaching the shutters! Hold on!"
Diane's sitting against the wall, defeated with blood dripping from her broken nose.
"You can surrender," I tell her, my hands still bound. "Face trial. Or you can keep fighting and die here."
She laughs like a broken person. "You think I'm going to prison? Spending my life in a cage?"
"I think you're smart enough to choose living over dying for a man who never cared about you."
There was a long silence, then she continued. "Charles told me you were dangerous because you see people too clearly."
"He was right."
She's really looking at me now. "You genuinely believe he didn't care about me."
"I know he didn't. Because people who care don't use others as weapons. They don't leave dying wishes of revenge. They don't manipulate and control and destroy."
"Then what was I to him?"
