"Since seeing Mia again, she hadn't been able to get the idea of revenge out of her head. No, not revenge: justice. 'Don't call it revenge,' Mia had said. 'It's not the same thing. We're bringing justice when no one else will.' Lucie hadn’t been entirely convinced by her choice of words, but that didn't matter much. As she listened to the other women's stories in her office, her heart started pounding. She felt like screaming, to broadcast this message at all hours, all over: 'We will find you. Every last one of you. We'll come knocking at your doors […] even years later, even after you've forgotten us, we'll be there. And we'll destroy you."