Siren kept the call going nonetheless. She was the type to be offensive to things like that, and besides, she had yet to make a point with herself, and putting the phone away would make her a fool. So, she listened attentively to the other line.
The man’s curse followed Olly’s disappointed groan. Movements. Footsteps. Olly’s groan again.
“Where are you going?” she asked in a feminine voice.
No one answered her. The door cracked open.
“Your d-amn phone, Julio!” screamed on the other line and the vibration was loud against Siren's ear as the phone was slid against the floor and across the hallway. And the door was shut again from a distance.
Siren bit the inside of her cheeks. She was sure the first man she heard was Julio’s voice, although it was too hoarse. But with the scream of
