A slapped a picture down on the table and while Theresa just kept her arms folded and glanced at the picture with half closed eyes from where she sat, Angela leaned forward at the edge of the seat to check who sat in the picture displayed on the table.
“That’s Gamma Philips and his daughter.” She gasped with a knowing look when she handed it to back A who didn’t even stutter as she said the next words.
“They’ll be our first targets.”
“What?” Angela yelled, but Andrew felt that she sounded more curious as to why than shocked.
“I have spies scattered around the place, and I was informed that their Luna would be present at the party meant for his daughter, Emily.” A said, casually tossing another picture on the table which was of Naomi at the Luna naming ceremony weeks ago.
Angela grabbed the picture and scowled at the sight of Naomi before tossing the picture aside. Theresa had not yet moved and was just sitting there with her arms folded, eyes unblinking.
Andrew had stuck to standing behind her, following her silent orders of not saying a word as well but listening attentively.
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