HECTOR
For a moment, I'm not sure I've heard right.
"What did you say?"
Davina thrusts the sleek, black phone towards me;
"That's Jasmine on the line, boss. You can speak to her."
My heart is on the verge of thundering out of my rib cage as I grab the phone from her. The moment I place it against my ear, Jasmine starts screaming and crying hysterically.
"Give the phone to your boss, Davina! I need to speak to Hector!"
I take a deep breath to control my spiraling emotions.
"Jasmine. It's me."
She's silent for a second. Only a second. Then she starts spewing profanities at me;
"You low-down, crazy ass bastard! What have you done with my best friend? What did you do to her?"
My fingers involuntarily curl into fists as white hot anger burns through my bloodstream.
"Stop with the name calling and tell me what the fuck is going on? Where's Athena?"
