The silence inside the car was almost unbearable to listen to. Alanna was starting to worry about Faolán's sanity, since he was looking at her with something in his eyes she could not read, even though they had the mind-link. His mind, in fact, was blurry to her.
"Baby?" She asked and his knuckles were whiteholding the steering wheel. "Faolán?"
"I'll kill him." He simply said and turned back to his right position on the driver's seat. "I'll kill this motherfucker."
He was saying that and Alanna worried not because of the content of his speech, but the way he was pronouncing the words. So serious, so calm, so serene.
"Faolán…"
"Are you going to stop me?" He asked her and now she could hear a slight sign of jealousy.
"I don't care if he lives or dies, I care that our companies might suffer."
"How so?" He asked again, now, his jaw was clenching.
