Vaughn
Her voice is quivering in a way I fucking hate. "Just tell me what happened." She called me a few minutes ago, and said the police are there. I'm going out of my mind trying to figure out what the fuck happened between her leaving, and this.
She blows out a breath. "I was in the grocery store, and I saw my uncle..."
"The one?" I question without saying the words.
"The one."
"Did that son of a bitch hurt you?" If he did, I swear I'll murder him with my bare hands. He'll wish he'd never decided to touch his niece. Who does that anyway? How fucking sick do you have to be?
"He touched me, and pressed me against the wall. He cornered me." She says the words in clipped tones.