Forced Surrender

Beatrice's face flushed beet red with anger. "You shameless..."

She hadn't finished speaking when Vivian cut her off, "But even so, I'm not handing Hazel over to you guys."

Beatrice's fingers, hidden in her sleeve, clenched tighter. She hadn't recorded anything useful and had to stop her phone's recording.

Vivian noticed her subtle movement but chose not to confront her about it. Instead, she snee