"Where are you going?" Kitt tried to pull Katka back, but she slapped his hand away and continued to pack her bag "Away... I'l phone the police, but I dont want to be here..." Kitt followed her as she stuffed clothes into her rucksack "But I dont understand. We should phone ambulance, tell police what happened-"
Katka turned and grabbed him roughly by the upper arm. She was stronger than her appearances would suggest, and she stared him hard in the eyes "That man was a bully, and a terror. He ruined my childhood. You killing him may have been the best thing that has happened to me..."
Kitt winced and pulled out of her grip "It was accident, I just try to stop him hurting you." With a short laugh Katka picked up her bag "Well, you definitely managed that..."
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The streets where almost silent, lit now by the humming streetlamps, Kitt and Katka passed almost no-one as they walked. Katka walked with a fierce determination, as if she wanted to get away from the house as fast as possible. Finally she stopped and Kitt almost walked straight into her. She blew on her hands, breath rising as mist in the cold air, and pulled out her phone "Okay, I'l phone the police, tell them my dad fell and has hurt himself. Then we leave..."
Kitt shook his head "You are crazy. Where you go after?" Katka grinned, a manic glint in her eye as she dialled 911 "Your place of course..."