Mouse, Blakesley & Clarissa.
Blakesley gritted his teeth as he rewrapped his aching wrist. Damn hybrid. He slowly and painfully dialled Jane's number with his one hand.
Mouse rolled over in her bed and picked up.
"Hello?" she said in a voice foggy with tears.
Blakesley smiled slightly. She was upset already. Good.
"Hello, Jane..."
Mouse let out a frightened little noise, almost a whimper.
"I'm calling about my property. Growing well, are they?"
"They're not yours."
"I'm coming to get them, you know."
"No-oooo..."
"And I will take them back. They're mine and I never let what's mine go without a fight..."
He rubbed his wrist absently, wincing slightly.
"I'll have my labs set up shortly, and when that's done, I'll come for them. Take care of them for me. Oh, and of yourself. I want you to scream, Jane. Scream long and loud as I practise my Art. Tell Taylor Christian says hello. Or he would...if he still had a tongue to speak with."
Blakesley hung up. Mouse held onto the phone, gripping it tightly and staring off into space with tears streaming from her eyes. She couldn't cope with this. SHe couldn't deal with this.
Clarissa found her and gently took the phone out of her hand before trying to find out what had happened.