[b]Samantha - Baton Rouge House - Abram/Turisa/Leah[/b]

Samantha had stood quietly as she listened intently to Abram speak, turning her attention to Turisa only when she began. 

Sam's eyes widened as she heard the woman's story of how Jess hadn't just up and left. She had been taken. Samantha gaped at Turisa as she kept going, apologizing after every other sentence. Samantha was more in shock than angry or upset. Quite frankly, Sam wasn't really phased by the news which was odd because she usually took a turn for the worst and would snap right about now. 

In the back of her mind she knew it was probably because Samantha wasn't the biggest threat in the house at the moment. Not the police officer nor Abram really knew what Samantha could be capable of, but Samantha did have a fairly good idea of what Abram was capable of and her eyes shot up to him as she gauged him, assessing his reaction. She could practically feel the anger roll off of him in waves, standing right next to him. "Abram.." Samantha spoke quietly, biting her lip as a nervous reaction. Her eyes glanced downward to his weapon and it felt as if the blood from Samantha's face drained. 

Luckily, Abram seemed to have controlled himself but not without much restraint. Sam ignored the bit he spoke to Turisa and very gently placed a hand on his arm, "Abe.... We need to go. We have to find Jess and I don't want to be here if those men did decide to follow us... Please?" She looked at him nervously and spoke in a small voice, not wanting him to snap. "I've already got most of the stuff on the couch."