Vengeful victim

(Trigger Warning: Violence, Crime, Abduction, Imprisonment)
The detective left and there I sat, shivering, still smelling of my victim's blood, in an interrogation room. Reality had set in, and I knew that this was just the beginning of another chapter of the sordid tale of my life in these past few weeks. Oddly enough, though, I wasn't worried. I had good grounds for a self defense case and I knew it. I'd done plenty of research leading up to this day, I rationalized, silently.
The door opened and interrupted me from my revelry. As soon as the detective entered the space, and before he could even speak, I shut questioning down. I knew my rights.