Everywhere was exploding, the news was exploding, and the media was in chaos, but most of all, the Marge empire was in jeopardy.
"I told you not to let him. It was a bad idea to have allowed him to walk into country S so soon." Jason's hands ruffled through his hair, his muscles tensed, and his eyes tightened.
"This was not good. What would we do now?" he demanded, but the figure before him sat still. Her mind was away; her body was cold and stiff. This was not how she had anticipated his return.
"I heard from him just a few days ago," she whispered, her trembling hands folded together. "It was all under control, and now?" She paused, staring at the papers before her. The news was not confirmed, but the odds were against them, and time was doing no justice to the case.
