Make The Call

"Let me call you back," Miguel said to who he was talking to on the phone the moment he saw Gemma walk into the kitchen.

"Hey..." He said to her placing the cell phone he was holding in the pocket of his trousers.

"I take it that was your informant?" Gemma said no longer smiling. There was no use in pretending she didn't hear him speaking on the phone.

"I couldn't help overhearing your conversation," Gemma said when Miguel made a face that showed that he had been busted. He wasn't expecting her to come out of the restroom so quickly.

"Yes it is." Miguel replied now giving her a look that said he didn't care even if she had heard him.

"Is your father about to go to war with my father?" Gemma asked.

"Gemma I..."

"Miguel please just answer the question, if there is going to be a war because of me, I deserve to know at least, don't you think so?"