113. Targeted

Trixie walked along with Trisha, still holding her arm with a cut, still hiding it from Trisha's sight as she graciously acted and moved like usual in front of everyone around them. They sat at the Ob-gyne's waiting lounge area where Trixie was when Trisha called. There were a few people waiting in the line along with them, but Trixie must have had an appointment that she was called right away.

"Angela Wade!" A nurse called.

"You sit here for a while, okay?" Trixie said. Trisha nodded and assured the lady that she would stick around until Trixie returned. "Don't go anywhere. I mean, anywhere. If you want to go to the restroom, wait for me, do you understand?"

Trisha grinned widely at Trixie's orders. However, she still nodded her head obediently.

"I will be sitting right here until you return," Trisha tapped the sides of her seat to convince Trixie that she wouldn't go anywhere. She felt a bit intrigued by Trixie's sudden change of tone. She sounded panicked, but Trisha had no idea