“You’ll so regret this.” Lica shrieked, the veins in her neck popping.
“I don’t see what you can do except call mommy dearest.” Myra responded in the most nonchalant tone she could produce, as she opened her purse to make sure she had not destroyed her laptop that had been inside the whole time.
“You witch.” Lica threw herself forward, her whole weight into the move as she tried to lunge for Myra.
Myra turned in time to see her wide, enraged eyes, but whether she planned to shred her to pieces with those talons she called nails, or to body-slam her to the ground, she would never know, because someone got in between both of them at that moment and stopped her.
“Stop it.” Atlas’s voice came out firm and strong, and his eyes looked vicious.
Lica at first continued struggling, but she we
