"You... what... How?" I couldn't form any questions. He jerked me up roughly by my arms, locked my wrists with cuffs, and dragged me away while I screamed loudly. 

This definitely has something to do with that night. He was there. A part of the investigations. Were the other men part of this?

"Shut up" he snapped at me and my lips immediately clamped together. He kept dragging me along and My feet scraped the rough floor as he pulled me ...