When she'd gotten there, no one had really been there. It was sort of a good thing anyway, as she was really pissed.
New York had been great. She'd checked in on the warehouses and the R & D teams to see how they were coming along, and she'd started making plans about moving the projects a little closer to her.
The flight back had been consumed with emails and catchup with departments she'd been out of direct contact with for the duration of her stay in Salem. The plane had landed before she knew it and she'd stopped by a few shops in town, being stopped at the last one for her last purchase, which had been rather large. Ostentatious could be used.
Chapman dumped her bag off of her shoulder and onto the bed, glancing to the Blackberry that she'd had before that was still plugged into the wall on the nightstand. 237 missed calls. Nice.
Llidya pulled the Blackberry in the holster off her hip as she started out the back door of the pack house, fuming but not wanting to take it out on anyone but the person that deserved it. She'd go to the Batcave. She and the wolf liked it there, it was calming for both of them.
The phone rang on the other end and the voicemail finally picked up.
"Aryca, you've got one hour to unlock my accounts before I hunt you down..."
The rant had only just begun, and it would only be the first of many voicemails if her sister didn't call her back in the next five minutes.
