There's someone glowering back at him, through the glass.
If Sonia was a smoker, she'd be smoking now, but she's not, so she isn't. Similarly, she's not pacing, or chewing on her cuticles, or doing anything that would typically betray any sort of anxiety over this.
She's biting the inside of her lower lip, though. Hard.
There's nothing she wants more than to see this son of a bitch get nailed to the wall. Nothing. She only hopes the murder charge will be enough to put Rupert Thorne in jail for good.
After all, he's been getting away with worse for years.
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Date: 2006-12-06 08:10 am (UTC)If Sonia was a smoker, she'd be smoking now, but she's not, so she isn't. Similarly, she's not pacing, or chewing on her cuticles, or doing anything that would typically betray any sort of anxiety over this.
She's biting the inside of her lower lip, though. Hard.
There's nothing she wants more than to see this son of a bitch get nailed to the wall. Nothing. She only hopes the murder charge will be enough to put Rupert Thorne in jail for good.
After all, he's been getting away with worse for years.