So, who was the caller? I’m guessing Coil or Tattletale. Maybe Genesis.
Or perhaps Sierra or Charlotte.
It started vibrating again.
“Yes?” I answered.
“You guys busy?” Lisa asked.
Hiya!
Kind of, how so? Slaughterhouse sighting to take care of?
“Just patrolling our territories to make sure that the Chosen aren’t up to anything,” I said. A droplet of water fell on the lens of my mask. I looked up at the overcast sky. Rain?
Rain rarely means anything good in this story.
“Listen, you know that I’ve got some people working for me, passing on info, right?”
Yes?
“Sure. Bryce is one of them, right?”
“Right. Well, I’ve got all of them keeping an eye out for capes and known faces.”
How about unknown faces?
That’d probably be a bit impractical. :p
“Known faces? Like the members of Empire Eighty-Eight who were outed?”
“Like them. Or Jack, or Bonesaw. But that’s not what this is about. Senegal just dropped by Coil’s base, and he’s passing on information from one of my scouts. They saw Panacea at one of the shelters in Ballistic’s territory.”
Ooh! I like where this seems to be going.
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