Phonecalls
Chance chuckled a little to herself. Here she was basically playing mom. She’d showed the Twins how to use the microwave which had cheered up Violet to no end. She was now sat atop her pile of cushions merrily eating the rest of her oatmeal. She was the antithesis to her sister with her blond hair, pink skirt and bright green fuzzy sweater.
“Now all I need to do is figure out who to call to look after you two.” And then find Davidius. She hated the fact that she’d already wasted time but she couldn’t just abandon the twins. She’d made Pete a promise.
Scarlett frowned a little. “You’re not planning on staying.”
Chance shook her head. “No. I need to look for your Dad, plus you can’t stay here.”
Violet froze. “But all my toys are here!” she whined.
Scarlett gave her sister a cold look while Chance moved so she could look Violet in the eyes. “It’ll be ok Violet. It won’t be for long.”
“Promise?” Violet looked unsure.
“Promise.” Chance felt the weight of that word almost immediately. She stood before anything else could be said and pulled out her phone. Just who to call?
..........
Ginger blinked at the force the back door to the van was opened with. Staring into the scarred face of an angry rabbit made her laugh a little.
“Something funny Hollywood!?” Snarled Levi. “You were supposed to be in Moscow! Where the fuck is Agent Zmeya?”
“Aw is the widdle bunny mad?” She caught sight of Lance in the background trying not to laugh.
Levi scowled. “I should lock you up.”
“Go ahead.” She leaned back and closed her eyes. She heard the growl and smirked. She’d quit the Agency he had no power here. “You don’t have anything on me.”
“Destruction of property.”
“Fine. Satisfy your ego then Mr Director if you so wish but I think you have bigger things to worry about.” She half expected him to slam the door and be done with it.
“Wish I could Hollywood, wish I could.” He sighed.
Ginger opened her eyes. “Also could you drop the nickname I was an extra in like a half dozen movies, nothing special.”
“Fine, DeAngelo. Where’s Zmeya?”
She shifted to face him. “You really don’t like first names do you?”
“Where is he?”
“No idea. He escaped out the back with the owner and a mundane.”
“Shit.” He hit the side of the van hard enough to leave a dent Ginger could see on the inside.
“Whoa... ease up there Levi. Haven’t even told you the bad news yet.”
“What!?”
“Griggers knew the woman behind the curse.” She smirked as she used the pet name
Levi blinked. “Griggers?”
“Yeah....” She paused. He looked ready to flip the van over. That name meant something to him. Why?
“Vetra Kremkin.” He flipped a phone out of his pocket and began to dial.
(And as promised the second post for Malentendu today. Both short ones but eh... still the story flows..... well trickles I guess....
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