The TV was on, showing ads. Alec lay on the couch, his feet on the coffee table, a meal on his lap. Lisa sat on the other couch, laptop resting on her legs, a phone to her ear. She turned her head as we came upstairs, gave us a funny look, then returned her attention to her laptop.
Anti-climactic normalcy it is!
“Why the fuck aren’t you answering your phones?” Grue raised his eerie voice. He flipped up his visor and banished the darkness around him.
Lisa frowned and held up a finger. She continued talking into the phone, “-don’t agree with this, and if you’d asked me, I would have said you shouldn’t do it. No, yes, I think it’s an effective measure.”
Hm. How long has she been on the phone? If she’s talking to Coil, and has been for a significant amount of time, that might explain why Brian couldn’t reach Coil and Taylor couldn’t reach Lisa.
Alec… might just have been preoccupied, I guess.
She pointed to the laptop, and I stepped forward, moving the bugs off my face and down to the center of my back, where they would be present but not in the way, resting on cloth rather than skin. I looked at the screen.
And – discussed after this quote because I forgot to write about it before looking at this bit – what is this “effective measure” that Lisa would’ve advised whomever she’s talking to against doing?
I feel like the screen is going to show a news story involving something Coil decided to do.
“My problem is that it’s not just them. It’s their families,” Lisa spoke into the phone. “Unspoken rule, you don’t fuck with a cape’s family.”
Ah shit. Yeah, that’s the kind of thing that sets the entire community against you.
I read the contents of the email she had open. I felt a ball of dread settle in the pit of my stomach. I leaned over the back of the couch and put a hand on her shoulder to steady myself as I reached down to press the pagedown key on the laptop. I read more of the email and then hit the button again to scroll down again.
Ah, email, not news story. Fair enough.
When I’d read enough of the page to verify my suspicions, I hit the home key to return to the very top of the page. I checked who else had been Cc’ed on the email and the time it had been sent.
The narration is conspicuously avoiding immediately saying what the email told Taylor. Hm.
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