C71 Dose of One's Medicine

(Dmitri’s Thoughts)

“H-how d-did you?”

“W-what… w-why are y-you h-here?”

“D-do you n-need a-anything?”

These were her spoken questions. I glared at her making my intentions clear.

“Ms. Jen Storm, you seemed surprised. Or should I say perplexed? Tensed? Baffled? Scared?” I straightened my before-crossed arms and stepped forward