The Exchange

"How can I trust that the two of you won’t harm her?" Freya arched an eyebrow at Wendy after handing Daisy over to them.

Wendy scoffed incredulously before replying. "We’re not monsters, Miss Williams. The girl is merely serving as leverage in the meantime. Nothing more. I assure you—"

"Leverage to what?" Freya interjected sharply, cutting off Wendy's sentence.

Wendy shot Freya a brief glare, irritation bubbling beneath the surface at her relentless questioning. Taking a deep breath, she exhaled heavily and took a few steps closer to Freya, who stood her ground as she observed Wendy intently.

With her face inches away from Freya's, Wendy stated, "You’ve been compensated for the job, Miss Williams. I would appreciate it if you refrained from probing into my motives any further. I despise being questioned, but what I detest even more are those who meddle in others' affairs. Do you understand?" Her tone turned serious as she continued, "So, why don’t you be sensible, take the money, a