Nick looked from Malcolm to the cops and back again.

"Who are you?" he gasped.

"I told you. My name's Malcolm." He showed both sides of his empty hands. "I'm not a cop." He tilted his head towards the room Nick had run from. "She hurt you, didn't she? You wanted everyone to know what she did." A beat as he assessed what Nick's face told him about his guesses. "You wanted her to know what she did."

"It wasn't ANYTHING to her!" Nick screamed. "She dropped me like I was NOTHING!"