Bane When she was shot, I knew what I needed to do. It was months ago and I’m still seeking revenge for Emery. I don’t know why I am in the first place. She’s arrogant, sassy, and always thinks she’s right. Everything about her aggravates me, even the fact she’s doing a job I think only men should. Yet, why the hell do I even give a damn about her? I’m still trying to figure out the answer, but I know I want her, even if I can’t stand her. Watching her blood spill on the ground was unlike any other shooting I’ve witnessed. I’ll find the people responsible for this, one way or another.