It was all so fucked up. She was so fucked up.
Aw.
Amy needs a hug.
There was a knock on her door. She hurried to hide the paper.
Family member, or surprise Bonesaw?
…
Bones. Marquis’s power was over bones. Even if I didn’t already suspect Bonesaw of having a specialty in medical equipment or something similar, that right there is a connection between Marquis’s daughter and Bonesaw.
“Come in,” she said, trying to compose herself in the span of one or two seconds.
Carol opened the door. She was pulling on the gloves for her costume. “Amy?”
Oh, hi! Come to inform Amy that she may want to watch out, especially for goons from either E44 team, for unspecified reasons that would leave her with more questions than answers if she hadn’t found this letter?
“Yeah?”
Carol took a few seconds before she looked up from her gloves and met Amy’s eyes. When she did, the look was hard, accusatory.
Ah, shit, she’s noticed that the paper was missing, hasn’t she.
Well, at least if they get the whole snooping matter out of the way now, they can have a proper talk about Marquis without Amy having to explain how she found out.
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