Katanya’s jaw ceased its repetitive movements as he began to scold her for her gum. She frowned, thinking she had been subtle enough for the habit to go unnoticed, but she was mistaken. It was probably the bubbles. Using her tongue she push the gum against her front teeth. The flavor was long gone and it was quickly getting tacky, as the cheap kind did, but she was lax to let it go. Likely, because he had told to her to get rid of it.
“Yes, sir,” she said, tightly. The gum fell from her mouth into the dirt, and she used the toe of her boot to bury it, angrily. “Sorry, sir.” Checking on Anita again, still waiting patiently in the car, Katanya continued to listen to Owen’s instructions. Insofar, the Major General had been doing her best to not think about Julianna. About how nice she was, or what a good mother and friend she was. Tried not to think about how upset she would be at the idea of her daughter being taken. It was harder to ignore her, when she could hear her crying on the other end of the line.
She steeled herself against the sound of it. Doing her best to tune it out and focus on the authoritative tone that Owen continued to use. His voice didn’t waver as he dished out clear and concise instructions. Even as she plotted to kill him, he continued to impress her.
“Understood, sir,” she complied when he seemed to be finished. She turned and smiled at Anita through the window. The child looked up from her toy, beaming and waving at her from her inside the vehicle. “I’ll contact you when we’re ready to go.” Katanya was the one to hang up first; the snap of the flip phone punctuated the end of their conversation and she shoved the device in her pocket. Opening the door she climbed into the SUV with Anita.
Julianna folded easily into her husband’s attempt at comfort. She hid her face against Owen’s chest, tail curled against the small of her back, ears pressed to her head. She could feel his voice resonating in his chest, feel his chin moving on top of her head as he detailed the plan to Katanya. It didn’t make her feel better; it didn’t sound nice and easy. She bit back a sob, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth to stifle the sound, but the shuddering of her shoulders revealed the extent to which she was falling apart.
Talk of gunshots and holding fire did little to soothe her. Harder to ignore the severity of the situation. Harder to convince herself that everything would be fine and Owen would get their daughter back.
The burner phone buzzed with a notification in his hand. The coordinates.
“Yes, sir,” she said, tightly. The gum fell from her mouth into the dirt, and she used the toe of her boot to bury it, angrily. “Sorry, sir.” Checking on Anita again, still waiting patiently in the car, Katanya continued to listen to Owen’s instructions. Insofar, the Major General had been doing her best to not think about Julianna. About how nice she was, or what a good mother and friend she was. Tried not to think about how upset she would be at the idea of her daughter being taken. It was harder to ignore her, when she could hear her crying on the other end of the line.
She steeled herself against the sound of it. Doing her best to tune it out and focus on the authoritative tone that Owen continued to use. His voice didn’t waver as he dished out clear and concise instructions. Even as she plotted to kill him, he continued to impress her.
“Understood, sir,” she complied when he seemed to be finished. She turned and smiled at Anita through the window. The child looked up from her toy, beaming and waving at her from her inside the vehicle. “I’ll contact you when we’re ready to go.” Katanya was the one to hang up first; the snap of the flip phone punctuated the end of their conversation and she shoved the device in her pocket. Opening the door she climbed into the SUV with Anita.
Julianna folded easily into her husband’s attempt at comfort. She hid her face against Owen’s chest, tail curled against the small of her back, ears pressed to her head. She could feel his voice resonating in his chest, feel his chin moving on top of her head as he detailed the plan to Katanya. It didn’t make her feel better; it didn’t sound nice and easy. She bit back a sob, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth to stifle the sound, but the shuddering of her shoulders revealed the extent to which she was falling apart.
Talk of gunshots and holding fire did little to soothe her. Harder to ignore the severity of the situation. Harder to convince herself that everything would be fine and Owen would get their daughter back.
The burner phone buzzed with a notification in his hand. The coordinates.
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