"You’ll have the ability to get a job if you want. Eventually secure your own housing. Open bank accounts in your own name."
Put that way, it was very hard to dismiss. Though I
kind of hate
that she is learning
how to handle me
so quickly.
> The draw of the term ’my own’. I guess someone that manages people professionally knows how to find their weaknesses... Fine. No, quit thinking! Don’t smile. I don’t like this at all! Stop looking smug, you weren’t the one who kept your promise... That was a joke, right? No... she’s really not... refusing to take her vehicle back because of the rule I said? <
My ears
strain
against the sounds around me. Picking up a familiar voice talking in that
commanding
, corporate tone.
"Claire. Send a driver to... yes, my location. No, there’s nothing wrong with my car. I’ll pick it up tomorrow or... whenever I’m allowed to."
Whether the last part of her sentence
sounded different
only because she was getting
out of range
of my hearing or some other reason...
"Stupid wolf..."
All I knew for sure was that this meeting had been no less
tense
and no less
unexpected
throughout.