Water rolled off Blanca's face. The people gathered around her sighed with relief when she stirred. Franz walked back to the desk and lit his pipe.
Matteo pulled Blanca to his lap and kissed her forehead.
‘f**k, you’re okay.’ He said.
Blanca blinked a couple times until the room came into focus. Jackie was slumped in the chair. Blanca realized she laid on the floor in her lovers arms. Last thing she recalled was Jackie squeezing her hand and chanting.
‘That was a close one.’ Jackie sighed.
‘Too close.’ Matteo sent Franz dagger. Franz offered up no response.
Blanca felt like a newborn calf. She wiggled out of Matteo's embrace and sat up.
‘What happened? I don’t understand.’ Blanca asked.
‘This was a bad idea.’ Matteo spat.
Jackie shook her head at him. ‘It was a good idea,
