"Excuse me?" Rebecca seemed shocked at the rudeness, but the glare Amanda had been giving off ever since appearing made her keep her thoughts to herself.
"You heard me, cultist. I'm only giving you a choice because you're related to Michael. If not, I would have killed you earlier."
'Amanda is being a bit insensitive, I would say,' Michael thought as he listened to the two converse. Their discussions ranged from arguments to disagreements, repeating endlessly with seemingly no middle ground.
Amanda was convinced Rebecca had secrets she was hiding—which, in truth, so did Michael. However, the way they were going about it seemed wrong—not like mature adults, but like two squabbling children.
It felt like the headache he had just gotten rid of was coming back. It sure was tough dealing with two hot-headed women...
