One Hundred

To say the place was big, was understating it. It was enormous. It could fit the whole school and have comfortable space left. It gleamed gold, white and black. It was a very perfect combination. Simple yet classy.

The guards had dragged Katelyn in. Everyone had trooped in, they wanted to see how this would end. Many were looking at Katelyn in a very strange light. They could not believe she was this sort of person. But until evidence proved anything, no one could openly speak.

“I asked Katelyn one question, twice. Twice she denied.” Baron stood on the podium, addressing everyone as though he was a speaker of a very important event.

Maybe he was, though he looked so casual in his shirt, black denim and slip-on.

He took a remote from the podium, I had not noticed there was any remote control until he picked it up. And was there a projector behind him? Yes, there was. My question was answered as soon as he pressed a button.

The Image of Melissa on the hospital bed filled the screen. “