“Sir, let her go. Everyone saw that you were the one who started the fight.”
He turned towards her.
“Are you all getting involved now? What do you want from me?”
“Nobody wants anything from you,” the woman replied. “But you don’t have the right to forcibly restrain someone.”
At that moment, the old lady took another step and raised her cane just enough to point her hand.
“This is the last time I’m telling you. Let her go.”
The man looked at her, then at the other woman. For the first time, he wasn’t smiling.
“Okay, that’s enough! Let go of me, all of you!”
He let go of me abruptly. I stepped back a few paces and stood next to the woman with the shopping bag. My hands were trembling, but I was finally free.
“Are you all right, my dear?” the old lady asked me.
