Eobard pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’ve already had a fight with Caitlyn this week–that she started, mind you–I’m not looking for another.” He bit back the panic and the anger, because neither would be of benefit here. Could he trust Cisco? Would it hurt or help to threaten, or make a deal? In the end, he had to go with simplicity. “All right. Listen. I’ll be back soon. Make sure our next meeting doesn’t end…badly.”
“What did you do to Cait? There better not be a scratch on her or so help me, I will take you down.” Cisco said, his voice getting louder with every couple words. “Whether our next meeting even happens depends on what you did to Cait.” He fumed, feeling the power grow within him as his anger rose. “Now you really have to leave, Thawne. I have things to do.”
Cisco backup 