I couldn’t trust my ability to get to Legend and communicate the necessary details in time, and I might even be endangering him by getting too close to Siberian.

Yeah, and yourself, surely. Siberian knows very well that you’re going after the real body.

I couldn’t say for sure how he would really act in the field, but his PR sold the idea of a legitimate good guy who would balk at attacking an enemy with a hostage. 

*flashback to Case 01*

I think Siberian’s a special case.

Or maybe he wouldn’t.  It could even be a mercy, sparing someone from one of the Nine’s clutches.  Siberian devoured people alive.

True enough.

Either way, it was better to try to catch his attention with a written message: ’20 CIVILIAN, JS, BS, SIB’.

I would’ve written out the names more, even if it’d be just “JACK, BONE, SIB”. Faster to read and interpret despite having a couple more letters.

That stung, more than it should have, and it would’ve hit me hard anyways.  I couldn’t read his expression, so I went by his tone of voice, by the anger, the bite in his tone.  The fact that he’d brought it up so casually.

Oof.

So what, does he not believe her? Does he think that was a ruse in Taylor’s grand plan of betrayal?

I think he suggested that before. Maybe he never quite let go of his doubts.

Emma jumped to mind.  She’d been my best friend once, as I was friends with Grue. She’d also flipped on me, turned hostile, and used private thoughts and feelings I’d shared with her to attack me.

Oh sheesh, we’ve gotten to the point where Brian’s being compared to Emma. This is bad.

I took a deep breath.  “That wasn’t why we came to help you.  And it wasn’t just me making the call.”

“Really?  Because I remember you were the one who stopped Ballistic from putting me out of my misery.”

Yeeah. Maybe they should’ve tried to communicate with Brian about that first. Though it did turn out relatively well that they didn’t.