Art
“You did good.” Tony came over and gripped my shoulder as I sat on the couch with my head in my hairs, gripping my hair, threatening to rip every single strand of hair from my head. I felt like I was about to have a damn heart attack. My arms were shaking, legs bouncing up and down from the heightened anxiety, “I know that was hard but you did what we needed you to do, right Snyder?”
“I just…there had to have been another way to get that information! I didn’t need to hear that s**t!” I freaked out.
“Art…I know it was hard to hear that. But now, not only do we know his intentions and what he’s planning, but we got the additional information we needed. Trust me when I say, we are going to get her.” Tony said.
“One sec…” Gage said typing away at the computer, “And we got it.” I looked
