100 Words: Evil (Weathered)
“The living fountain has been compromised. Are you happy?” the voice buzzing through Regina’s cellphone was indistinguishable, but she knew who it was.
“Very. I’ll be in touch.” She hung up briskly before the smile that was devouring her face could be heard. Her body twisted in a short celebratory dance before she opened her cellphone again. She pushed one on the speed dial. She inhaled slowly, taking deep breaths to squelch her excitement before the other person answered the phone. She listened as it rang once, twice, and then went to voicemail.
“It’s your turn,” she ordered with satisfaction.
I took the challenge this week with Satisfied. Won’t you?