97 The ride

"On your knees madam", said a cop wearing a bullet proof vest. There were five or six of them.

"What? Are you kidding me? You have come to save me", I told them.

"This is a protocol. We have to do it", he said.

"There is no time. My husband is back there. He is wounded", I begged them.

"We can't just follow you madam. First we have to search you and ask you certain questions", he said.

"Fine ask me fast. We have to save him", I reminded them.

I was now checked for weapons. I felt humiliated just as I was with Riccardo. They made sure that I was a defenseless woman for the hundredth time..

"Are you done?", I asked impatiently.

"Almost. Now can you tell me your date of birth?", he asked me.

I rattled away the generic questions they asked me in the hopes that they will let me lead them to Dane. When they started to ask me about my school. I put my foot down.

"I'm not going to answer any more of your stupid questions. My husband is fighting death over there. If you are not going to help h