Living Doll

Zay failed to reach Roderick when the pot-bellied cop grabbed Zay's leg and pulled her up until they both fell prone on the floor.

"Asshole! Don't try to get in my way!" Zay shouted angrily. She placed both hands on the floor like someone doing push-ups.

"Hurry up and leave, Mr. Roderick!" exclaimed the man with the pot belly, who got down on the floor to resist Zay's movements firmly.

"Argghh! I'm going to die now, look at my suffering as a ransom!" shouted Roderick, banging his own head on the floor. Not just once, twice, three times and he couldn't count how many more times he hit his head until fresh blood flowed down each side of his face.

"Stop it! Somebody, stop Mr. Roderick immediately!" exclaimed the bloated man in horror at the events beyond his control.

Zay suddenly stopped her rebellion, she didn't expect to see Roderick's insane earnestness. Zay closed her eyes, then she turned her face to the side.