On a busy street somewhere in North Carolina. A young woman in her early thirties is walking on the sidewalk. She walks into a café.
She moves to a seat by the window pulls out her laptop from her bag and begins to type
The daily life of a cat whisperer..
This woman is Natasha Snow. A successful writer working on her next book. She types for sometime before a waitress comes to her and she places an order for black coffee with no sugar with a cheese cake.
She begins to type again:
Harriette wasn't pleased that her cat had suddenly disappeared. She knew this would be another excuse for her mother to hit her maid again so she concocted a plan that would seemingly keep them both from trouble .....
"Your order ma'am" said the waitress before walking away.
Natasha takes a look at her coffee and sees cream in it. The cream has formed lines and dots similar to what you would find on Morse code.
She types in the dots and dashes on her computer and her laptop immediately goes off. She looks into her purse for a an earpiece. She puts on the earpiece and the meeting begins.
"Ladies you were given the task of gathering Intel and reporting it to HQ but things have changed. The godmother wants things to move on faster than our current pace so the boss has given orders for every flower to leave their normal lives and return to HQ immediately"
The voice ended it's statement and sent coordinates for all the flowers to rendezvous.
Natasha packed up all her things closed her laptop and dropped 20 U.S dollars on the table before leaving.
Meanwhile, in Cairo four of the six gems were having a meeting. They were sitting at a square table in a restaurant. The walls were painted a beautiful shade of brown and black
"We have to speed up our plans? But we are nowhere near ready" Jacqueline asked in an almost angry voice.
Jacqueline Dubois is a french girl who just turned 21 recently. She was the youngest of all the gems and a prodigy to the flowers and other lower ranks.
She has gold blonde hair and blue eyes. She has such well defined and a bold features that anyone would easily mistake her for a model.
"The boss allowed herself to get captured so she could set the stage for us. We need to make hay when the sun shines, soon as her broadcast launches we need to take action".
Said Raeni in her calm voice.
She is a 39 year old woman and also Amanda's adopted daughter. She has dark brown hair and grey eyes. She is the most respected of all the gems not because she's the bosses daughter but because she's the most ruthless of the six.
"We need to mobilize all our forces and begin our plans as soon as possible" Raeni said.
"Where do we begin?" Asked Omphile who had been watching silently until now.
Omphile is a South African. She is from the zulu tribe. She came into contact with the witches thanks to Priya who had rescued her from the hands of sex traffickers.
"We need to begin where other countries will immediately take notice. Let's start with the most powerful country I'm the world" said Camila.
"Do we all agree?..."
Asked Raeni. All the members give individual nods and Raeni says
"...then it is settled we will begin our conquest in America".
Just then a waitress arrives in the room and says loud enough for everyone at the table to hear.
"The flowers have been informed to report to headquarters and have been given their rendezvous. They should all be present within the next 24 hours".
"Well done Marci" Omphile says feeling somewhat proud of her pupil.
"Then let us be on our way. Our diamond might chew us out if we are late".said Camila in her usual saucy tone.
Camila was a Brazilian who grew up in a place where the phrase dog eat dog was a lot more than a saying. She was recruited by Raeni herself after she was caught trying to steal from one of their warehouses where Raeni just happened to be visiting.
At the FBI headquarters several detectives are still trying to get information out of Mrs. Smith. Ever since the FBI took over the case she had become right lipped refusing to talk to anyone and instead putting her degree in psychology to good use and getting federal secrets out of high ranking officers.
"I'm not talking to anyone but Matthew" said Amanda.
The detectives were getting frustrated with her refusal to cooperate and decided to give her what she wanted.
Detective Matthew Stone was the most talented officer in the police department and everyone knew it. He was a tall built man with brown hair and dark eyes. He was also Amanda Smith's childhood sweetheart.
He was once again called to interrogate her by the FBI.
"Why did they call me back. They're the ones that said I needed to leave it to the professionals" Stone said in a calm voice talking to his superior over the phone.
"Well guess what, they want you back. Just like you said Mrs. Smith is refusing to talk to anyone but you. The bureau wants to make the most of her being there before she lawyers up again, so just head to the office now and get it over with" said the voice over the phone.
"Yes sir" answered Stone
"Amanda why are you making things worse for yourself just cooperate with these people and you won't even get a sentence" Stone said to her. He was talking to her from the outside of a detention cell. Amanda was still dressed in her floral pattered gown and white stiletto shoes. She looks at him for a moment before walking to where he is and telling him.
"Look how much you've grown from that boy I used to carry on my back when you hurt your knee. Still the same man I fell in love with, aren't you?"
"Of course I am. I wish I could say the same about you though. The woman I fell in love with wouldn't have committed treason, theft and murder."
"Well, you win some you lose some"
She said in a cheerful voice.
"So what questions did they want you to ask me. I'm sure they know you're the only person who knows which of my buttons to press. So go on. Ask away "
Stone kept getting the feeling all that was going on, her capture, imprisonment, his coming to interrogate her was all part of her plan. But then again there wasn't really anything this woman didn't plan for. But he couldn't help but ask in his mind
"What on earth are you planning?"
He gave her a small smile before asking
"Why did you start the Six Witches?"
"Didn't you ask this before?. I told you I want to help my daughters get their revenge on the ones that wronged them"
"And who exactly wronged your daughters?"
She pursed her lips a little before answering
"Their fathers, some women, few U.S congressman and an President actually "
" Quite the full list. What are you planning?"
"That will be revealed when I begin my broadcast "
At the mention of the word broadcast Stone suddenly remembered a time when both he and Amanda were kids.
A young Amanda is running through a field of dandelions and tall grasses. She stops and sits beside a small brown haired who is lying down reading a book.
Little Women
Young Matthew Stone closes the book and looks up at her. The silence between them remained for a few seconds.
It wasn't an uncomfortable or awkward silence. It was comfortable. As if they said everything that needed to be said through their looks.
Only Amanda wasn't looking at Stone and only stared at the line where the sun and ocean met. A twilight evening.
"I've been thinking"
Amanda started
"Let's run away from here. I can't stand seeing everyone faces when they look at me".
She turned to look at him her dull blue eyes that have lost their shine.
"Well, of course they would look at you like that. What happened to your mother.....that broadcast..... it's unsettling."
Stone said while sitting up. Cuddling his knees to his chest because the wind suddenly made the atmosphere cold.
He noticed that tears began to fill Amanda's eyes. He moved closer to her and put his hand on her shoulder. She glanced at him before wiping her eyes with her hands and placing them on her lap.
"I'm going to get revenge even if it's the last thing I do!"
He came back and looked at the current Amanda with a horrified expression.
"What broadcast?"
Amanda simply looked at him with an expressionless face before wearing a sweet smile that made the corner of her eyes crinkle.
She moved closer to him and places her hand on his face caressing his chin.
"You'll find out soon enough"