Gritting her teeth, Maggie finally forced her head up, fighting with everything she had not to release another groan at the extra lance of pain the movement caused in her head. Looking towards the source of the voice, slowly taking in the form of the woman standing half in shadows. “I should’ve shot you instead of cuffing you.”
Lillian Luthor’s smile was sharp, cold amusement filling her eyes. “Such hostility to come from a law enforcement officer.”
“You’re the reason all those people in the bar died.” The haze of whatever chemical they’d used on her was receding more rapidly in the wake of sudden, blood boiling anger. “You killed innocent people.”
“I killed Earth’s unwanted, outsider abominations. Aliens aren’t people.”
Maggie lunged forward, snarl on her lips, only to be jerked back again with the unyielding force of the cuffs around her wrists.
“The only abominations are you and your hate mongering terrorist group. You almost shot them into space. You nearly shot my-” her teeth clicked together to keep the word in.
“Your what? Little black ops girlfriend? I must admit, it would’ve been quite the thorn out of my side if I’d actually managed to send her light years away.”
The words and huff of laughter that left her captor’s mouth only fueled Maggie’s rage, making her jerk forward again and again, until she felt blood beginning to drip down her fingers from her wrists, making the very slightest splashing sound as they hit the floor.
“Careful now, that kind of anger can be put to so much better use.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You see, Detective, we’ve been keeping an eye on things in the city and you have been quite the nuisance. Almost as much as your girlfriend and her alien pet.”
Maggie shot forward again, uncaring of the sting of metal cutting deeper into her skin.
“Yet, where the agency is a little harder to crack, your precinct is laughably easy to infiltrate, especially when there’s little more than a security guard and a workaholic detective to contend with.” The woman took a couple steps closer to her captive, her smile turning thoughtful. “I know where I went wrong with Agent Danvers. Giving her a choice in the matter. Offering to let her join us rather than forcing her to. I won’t make that mistake again, not with you.”