The Old Woman

Storm watched Louise watch her.

 What now? She thought, aware that he was perusing her, that he was gauging her, that he was wondering what she was, just as she was wondering what he was, that the main reason for his following her wasn't that lame ass apology, or the care for her ex boss, but for this: to know how she had found that he was using compulsion.

She knew that he was drafting the best way to come up with the question. 

"Is there anything else? I want to be going." Storm said, cussing mentally when she saw the smirk that appeared on Louise's lips then.

 "Aren't you waiting for Jutul?" 

Storm only shrugged her shoulders, just before she asked a damning question.

"Why did you use the compulsion on my friend?"

 "Your friend or your driver? Or is it your guard?" 

Storm ignored the question, because Jutul was actually all of the above, but then, Louise didn't need to know that.