already. You have guts. You are going to need it for whats ahead.” His eyes danced with glee at his last words spoken. He looks like a kid who wants to ruin a surprise but is afraid his parents will scold him Grace thought, looking at him with disgust.
“What have you done to my friend?” she said.
“Your friend is perfectly fine for now,” Slattery said in the same gleeful tone.
Grace looked around the tiled room, a drain was embedded in the floor under Annes table and a light on a retractable arm was directly above her bathing her unconscious body in yellow tinged light. A large double doorframe was in the opposite wall and thick fronds of opaque plastic hung down to the floor. As she looked at it the heavy plastic fronds separated as someone pushed through them.
Tulimak stood before her, his fingers hooked into his belt as he looked from Anne to Grace in her chair. He was wearing a black bespoke suit with the shirt open at the neck. His sandy blonde hair was tousled making him look like someone who was more at home on the beach than standing in a tiled back room with two hostages. He beamed at Grace and tilted back on his heels as he watched her. He licked his finger and held it up for a second and then said, “Feel that, its the winds of change.” He laughed and Slattery joined him, “You wouldn’t believe how long I’ve waited to meet you Grace,” he said walking towards her. He walked by Annes unconscious body without so much as a glance.
“I think there has been a mistake. You’ve got the wrong people. We were out for a walk and got nabbed. I think we got pulled into something that has nothing to do with us,” Grace said and she could feel herself close to babbling. There was something about this guy, he looked like one of a million of the type of surfer bros she had known in her college days. The type of guy with an easy going charm who never seemed to be ruffled about what was going on around him. This guy looked like that on the surface, even had some of the same mannerisms, but Grace could feel something dark and wriggling beneath the surface. Her chest felt like it was being squeezed the closer he got to her.
“We are all adults here. Lets not start off on the wrong foot. I know all about you and the shifter clan you are mixed up in. Unlucky for you that you picked the wrong side. Did they trick you with their whole peace and love seventies hippy vibe?” he said.
Grace looked at him as he watched her with a grin on his face she would like to see Tom tearing off with one clawed hand. “They never treated me like this. Those people have been nothing but good to me.”
Tulimak turned to Slattery and said, “Go get the Doctor.” Slattery nodded and left the tiled room. “I don't suppose they divulged any of their sordid past to you? Not much talk of the great schism from some of the crusty elders? No one mention anything to you about the purge or banishment of the army of five hundred?”
Grace looked at him with confusion and said, “I don't care about their history only how they treat people now.”
“Oh you will come to care, wait and you’ll see. Once you live through some of their atrocities I don't think you’ll be so willing to return to the soft cuddly arms of your teddy bear. What’s the trackers name, Tom is it?” Tulimak said.
“When Tom finds me he will,” Grace said and was cut off by Tulimak laughing.
“Find you? Don't make me laugh, you obviously don't know what has happened. We have plenty of time for you to find out. You and I will be spending a lot of quality time together,” he said, “I’m Tulimak by the way. Friends should be on first name basis.”
Grace could feel her chest tighten even more. Was this creep bluffing about Tom to try to scare the hell out of her, if so it was working. Hold it together she told her self as she felt tears begin to spring forth from her eyes. She could feel desperation well up from deep inside her, bubbling up from the