His voice wasn't soft, and through the phone, Freddy Cagwin vaguely realized something was wrong when he heard the noisy chatter. Anxiously, he asked, "Nathalie, what's going on? Why do I hear people talking? Did something happen to you? Where are you, I'll come find you right away."
Nathalie Quinlan replied in a calm and deliberate tone, "Ah, there's a bit of a situation, a small matter, no need for you to come over, I can handle it myself."
"What exactly happened? I heard someone threatening you."
"Just a few mad dogs barking." Nathalie Quinlan looked up, her gaze nonchalantly sweeping over the hooligans surrounding her. There was a certain wildness about her that was intimidating.
The hooligans encircling her had originally thought she was mute because she seemed unintimidated and had ignored them.
When they realized she was speaking normally on a phone call, they felt infuriated, as if they had been played.