The Call

 "Quiet," Logan demanded of the others. He gestured to the screen as his lips thinned.

The reporter had stumbled onto Daisy again. The young woman tossed her hair back again as she flat-out glared into the camera.

"I didn't want to do this, I didn't think it was my place. But I think it's time that our Logan realizes just what is going on. How he's being fooled by that evil woman!" she stomped her foot for emphasis.

"Evil?" the reported asked with wide eyes. "Could you tell us more? It sounds like you know a lot!"

Daisy smirked. "That's obvious. I've been in Logan's fan club since the very beginning. I always vet anyone that even gets to spend a single minute with him." She smiled. "Now, which secret would you like to hear first?"

"Do you know who she is?"

Daisy nodded.

Trisha's stomach boiled inside her and her fist curled inward causing crescent moon wounds in her palms. She didn't do it enough to cause bleeding, but she did it