"Where the hell are you coming from?" Mr. Smith barked, his face red with anger. "I hope you haven't gone out there to cause more problems for us. We are already struggling as it is. I wonder if you were deaf when I told you we have to lay low until everything blows over. I hope, for your sake and ours, you are keeping your head down and not creating more trouble for this family."
Ashley's face twisted with rage. "Why are you yelling at me?" she screamed back. "When I was running around doing exactly what you people told me to do, I wasn't causing trouble then. When I was spiking Lena's drinks, I wasn't causing trouble then either. But the moment everything went south, suddenly I became the problem."
She laughed bitterly, the sound almost hysterical.
"What about you?" she continued. "What have you achieved? You killed your own brother and his wife for what exactly? Look around you!"
