“What do you mean Rio's gone?” Barbed wire in Ella's gut twisted taught.
“Sold. He's loaded and gone.” Aaron's eyes, glinting cruel and deliberate, held satisfaction. Ella had the urge to skewer his face with her fingernails.
“You sold my horse and didn’t even tell me?” hissed out of her. Ella went toe to toe with him, tilting forward. Volcanic spray sparked off her splitting the black hole wide open that until this second stayed basted, stitched loose and impermanent between them.
“You sold Rio?”
“Got fifty thousand for him.”
Grateful she didn’t carry a gun, hands balled into fists, Ella tilted further at him struggling to control the breach of her absolute zero tolerance. Aaron wiped way the sweat over his eyebrows while Ella gained ground.
“Where’s the money?” her voice was low, upper lip tight. Her rage loaded the space between them, deep white hot, pure rage.
Ella turned purple. Her nose was almost touching Aaron's, and he could feel her spittle on his cheeks. "The money from Rio! You sold Rio for fifty K. That's my fifty K, you dipshit."
"No, no, no." Aaron chuckled. Bad idea. Sparks flew. Literally. "Not sold, exactly. More of a trade. Here -- I got fifty thousand of these."
Ella finally detonated as Aaron handed her a small pot of Elmer's White Glue.
Opening: Bibi.....Continuation: Anon.