Madison got home and changed her clothes into her pajamas. She picked up her cell phone and dialed 911.
"911 what is your emergency?"
"I've been assaulted."
A detective was talking to Madison in her living room as a paramedic tended to her face.
"What happened to you?" The detective asked.
"I was attacked by my lover." "He has a girlfriend so I wanted to break things off, and he attacked me."
"Give me a name."
"I can't." "If I do he'll kill me."
"If you don't, he will eventually kill you."
"You'll protect him."
"Our job is to protect you."
"He's different."
"What do you mean?"
"He's a very rich and famous."
"That doesn't give him the right to do what he did to you." "Tell me his name?"
At seven o'clock the next morning Julie and John were awakened by loud pounding at the front door. They went downstairs. When John opened the door two police officers standing there.
"John Cena?" One of them asked.
"Yes." He said.
"We have a warrant for your arrest."
"For what?"
"Assault." "Please turn around." He did. They cuffed him.
"He didn't do anything." Julie said. They put him in the car and drove away.