"Your name, madam. I won't ask twice."
I'm almost flattered to get a "madam"... although I probably shouldn't rejoice at all right now. I'm at the police station, sitting in front of a desk, with a stubborn cop trying to interrogate me. They gave me some tissues to wipe the blood off my hands and chin a bit, but they are still looking at me like I'm an alien. Can't blame them...
"Do you understand my question? ...Do you speak English?"
I roll my eyes. ...Is it alright to give my name?
"Can I call my lawyer?" I ask.
"First, I want your name," he retorts. "Listen, lady, you're not in trouble yet, but you were found with a lot of blood on your hands and an unknown man who's now in the ER. If it was self-defense, you can tell me. I am not a bad cop, I just want to do my job. ……
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