Chapter 83 - You dont have the choice anymore (2) (1/2)
As Lazar was stepping out of the truck, he and Amandla were startled by something; although the transmission from Buren's walkie-talkie wasn't interrupted, the noises they were hearing stopped all at once...
It was so sudden that Lazar was wondering if it was a sound issue due to the interferences caused by the distance and/or the urban obstacles between his walkie-talkie and Buren's, but what he and Amandla heard later made him realize that he was wrong.
”Mmmmmmm.”
Amandla's eyes widened and Lazar stopped moving when they heard what sounded like mȯȧns of pŀėȧsurė coming from a woman.
After a short moment of floating during which Lazar and Amandla were looking into each other's eyes with faces expressing their incomprehension, the silence was broken again...
”I hope you liked what you heard as much as I did.” A smooth and seductive voice asked from the other side of the line.
It was a tiny possibility to them before, but after hearing the mȯȧns and words of this 'woman', it was now obvious to Lazar and Amandla that the person who initiated this transmission wasn't Buren or a soldier who wanted to warn them of the attack that was occurring as they had unconsciously ȧssumed initially, but an enemy who had found a way to use a walkie-talkie...
The enemy in question appearing to be a sadistic Garache who had presumably heard Lazar's transmission, had deduced from the fact that he had a way of contacting the people she was attacking that he was on good terms with them, and had thought that making him listen to the screams of the soldiers that were being massacred around her would be a good way of gaining the psychological ascendancy over him or simply having fun.
”I'll give you time to answer me and don't hold back on the dirty talk, I love it.” She whispered in a ŀustful tone before making sounds with her tongue that were presumably supposed to stir up dėsɨrė but from Lazar and Amandla's point of view were just disgusting since they only had the sounds and no visual.
'If someone had told me that one day I would hear a monster sėxuȧŀly harassing a human through a walkie-talkie...' Amandla thought while massaging the bridge of her nose.
When the transmission ended, Lazar didn't answer right away, but his interrogative look and the fact that he was returning to his seat suggested to Amandla that he was either trying to determine whether or not he should answer or that he had already planned to answer but was trying to determine in advance what he was going to say...
Thinking that her opinion could help him, Amandla shared it with Lazar, ”That's strange, the importance that this she-wolf in heat is giving you seems to be...” She started to say before trying to find the right words to finish her sentence.
”Well, this disproportion would be explainable if, for example, someone had been able to recognize your voice during your transmissions.” Amandla strongly insinuated with apparently a very clear ȧssumption in mind.