"You coward, open the door already!" Emily leaned against the iron gates of Angelo Sorrentino's estate and repeatedly banged her hands. After years of suffering, she had had enough. She pounded on the door again, but stopped when she noticed two guards exiting the property.
"What are you doing here, mad woman?" One of the security personnel yelled. In normal circumstances, Emily would have stepped back out of fear that they might hurt her, but now she had no fear left, just anger.
"Where's Angelo?" She yelled and tried to push past both men, but they stood in her way.
"I urge you go back home, woman; we don't want to injure you," One of the security men said, implying that they may if she didn't move. She knew full well that Angelo's men were armed with firearms that could kill in the blink of an eye.
"I will not leave this property until you get me Angelo," Emily told them. When she expressed her anger to them, the men turned to each other and laughed in her face.