"What are we waiting for here, then? Do you want to live comfortably without fighting back against Gerald, Anne?" Rocky, a dreadlocked man, asked angrily. "Sam is defending Tony, what about you? Sitting comfortably here, right? Under Sam's protection? If I were you, I wouldn't hesitate to take up arms."

Anne sighed in frustration. She glanced at the screen to monitor, but her heart was boiling. The words were not meant to corner her. Anne knew that, but she couldn't leave her post. There were ...