Valerie was gravitating between rage, and moments of clarity. One minute she was remorseful and the next she was filled with such hate she'd try to break the bars of the cell in half with her bare hands.

How had she ended up here? She'd planned everything down to the last detail. She'd bought everything under the name of the company, a name that hardly anyone in the town knew or even remembered. It wasn't the same name as the one on the marquee outside the gallery of course, ...