Hearing what Derek had to say, Laura fell deafly silent for a few moments, before moving to the wall and punching it, hard. A hole was left behind, and she didn't turn away for a few minutes, breathing heavy, the tears building up in her eyes. The bitch got away with it. Again. She escaped death, and now she was escaping justice.
"Great." She said, her voice low. She closed her eyes, composing herself, before turning around. "Then how do we proceed now?"