Then her face became serious. "Give them to me!" she demanded. "Give me the damn keys!" She pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her to start searching her pockets. "I want the keys, now!" she continued demanding, blinded by her objective.She had never been more confident in her own strength until that moment. In fact, she didn't even think she could have that strength after those days locked up. She felt capable of hitting that woman too if she didn't help her, after all, violence seemed to be the common language everyone spoke there.All the men near that room could hear her. Some laughed at her impending madness, and of course, they wouldn't do anything to help anyone.If that girl had to go crazy, let her do it, and soon."Enough, let me go, crazy girl!" Mrs. Maria shouted, trying to free herself from Elisa's scratches.Igor, who was sitting calmly and playing a poker game with some companions, sighed. This was getting annoying, even for him, who loved seeing people hit
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