Bee was silent as Agent Morgan escorted her to a cell, she was confused and felt sick after seeing the video clip that they had shown her. It made no sense. She hadn't done that! But then, she saw it with her own eyes, that was undeniably her. Maybe someone was framing her; but how could they mimic her so perfectly and why would anyone want to frame her?
The cells that she was marched past were occupied by a few drunks and petty thieves. They shouted at her as she passed and their crude remarks caused a chill to run down her spine. Bee shuddered in revulsion.
Agent Morgan nudged her into the cell and she sat in the centre of the empty room hugging her knees to her chest. 'Thank God that I have the room to myself'. She could still hear her father raging at the sheriff, it was pointless, that tape was so damning.