Gwen slammed the phone down, almost shattering the receiver in her anger.
"So stubborn," she muttered.
She threw a pillow across the room, hurling it as hard as she could.
Mordred had just called and been extremely vague about... everything. He wasn't coming back, he wasn't going to tell her where they all were and he wasn't going to let her see the kids.
She clenched her teeth, grinding them together in annoyance.
She sure knew how to pick them.