Julie glared at Beau with an intensity that all but erased Nick’s willingness to interject. He’d never had parents he could watch argue, but he was familiar with the scenario. As he looked from glarer to glaree, it felt like Sarah was slipping away from him, farther and farther. He stood. He started to walk toward the door.
“I wouldn’t do that,” said Mae.
“Why not? We’re not getting anywhere here. If Sarah’s in real danger, I need to do something. They clearly won’t.”
Julie and Beau’s argument took on a new layer of impenetrability to Nick as their language became a confusion of droning vowels and muted consonants. He guessed that they were speaking Korean but felt that he couldn’t be sure of anything, in light of recent events. They might as well have been speaking in Korean earlier for all the sense he could make of what he had heard.
“They will do something,” said Mae. “You don’t have to worry about time, not here. They didn’t tell-”