XIII. Jenny

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The phone line rang once.  Twice.  Three times.  Four...

The line clicked in from the other end.  "Identify," came the voice from the other end.

"It's Jenny, get me Henry," she ordered in a low voice.

There was a brief pause as the phone line shifted.

"Jennifer," came Henry's calm voice moments later.  It always surprised her how calm he always seemed to be.

She kept her voice low, hoping he could hear her over the background pub noise.  "This may be a far more significant problem than we imagined. Something's definitely wrong with him."

"Hmm." He sounded thoughtful.  "Bring the soldier to London.  And what about Ms. Taylor?"

"She's worried about him."

"Does she suspect anything?"

"No."

"Good.  Make sure she comes to London as well.  Do not discuss anything further with them."

Jenny sighed.  "Will do."

The line went dead.  Jenny hung up the phone as well and sighed. She hated lying to her friend but... Elerie would know the truth soon enough.

With that Jenny headed back over to the table where the once-couple had been sitting, almost expecting to find them yelling at each other in an argument.

But Elerie and Nick were gone.


(Haha now Jenny's like "I turn my back for one second and they're gone!" Really short chapter I know, but I wanted to have something from Jenny's perspective. We'll have something from Ahmanet's perspective later too :) thanks so much for reading, hope you enjoyed! And thank you so much for the 800+ reads - you guys are amazing!)

(Also, I just started writing a Loki story (I just saw Thor: Ragnarok, so I was feeling inspired!) so if you guys are interested please check it out! Thanks!)

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