"Feels like we're complete adults already," Macey muttered when Quentin stopped his car at the school parking lot the following day."Yeah, so much has happened that it feels like we should just drop out and take up skip tracer and private investigator jobs," Quentin responded and took his dark shades off.November was the first to hop out of the car and slammed the door shut. He had lost his bike when his house got burnt down by Chase so Quentin had offered him a ride to school, along with Macey. It was at that moment Sebastian stopped his bike, took off his helmet, and put it between his arms. He ran to catch up with his friends upon seeing them."I couldn't sleep last night because I was doing some findings about Scott Andrews, it turns out he's part of the museum's shareholders that's why he could have the super suit there and he's close with Chase's dad, Prosecutor Adams." Sebastian provided, holding up his phone to show November and Macey a picture of the younger and older man
"I don't understand why he's here. I feel like he's following me or something," November muttered to Sebastian before grabbing a plate of pasta and settling on his traySebastian scoffed and wore his cap properly over his head, "Maybe you're overthinking things, November. Mr. Allen is new in town and coincidentally found his way here. I don't see anything suspicious about that."They were in the kitchen at the Mindflayer diner, working after their two days of absence. Mr. Ravenscort had pardoned them after November showed him pictures of how his house got burnt down. November left and returned with plates of leftover dishes and dumped them on the kitchen island. "Something seems off about him.""Dude, you're taking things too seriously. It's fine if you don't like him, but it's not always your instincts are right about someone. Macey and I don't even feel bad energy from him," Sebastian gave off a light shoulder shrug before accepting the smoothies from a cook through the small openi
"Hey, kiddo, are you lost or something?" An elderly woman making use of her aid stick asked the toddler who was staring around him like he was possessed or something. He was in rags, barefooted, and had dirt stains over his face."Hey!" She called out to him once more and he immediately snapped his head in her direction like he was possessed or something."Jeepers! You scared the living daylights out of me!" She exclaimed before bursting into laughter and nearing his side because he had paused walking."Now tell me, are you lost?" He hesitated before nodding in a calculative pattern."Do you remember anything? Your mom's phone number or something?" He shook his head this time before switching his eyes to depressing black and accessing her body. Her heart wasn't vibrant like that of a young person, but it didn't seem as bad as the last one."It's cold out here and late too, maybe I should take you home with me and clean you up nicely before calling the police. What do you think?" The
"Doctor Hemmingway hardly returns home. He spends most of his nights at the lab, carrying out the experiments and the rest. Today is Wednesday, he heads home every Thursday to meet his cat who has a babysitter. He doesn't have a family. But there's this rumor that he has a daughter of twenty-four in New York." Styles informed November and his friends from where they were gathered in the home of Bradley Norman, that night."So you're saying if I want to attack him, I have to wait until he gets home?" November uplifted a brow, he had a wry expression on his face."Yes, it's the easiest place." Styles provided and rubbed his arm."What's his favorite meal?" Macey asked, staring at her fingers that he coated in black."Mac and cheese, spaghetti and meatballs.""And what is he allergic to?""Maggots. He freaks out when he sees them. Can even pull his hair out of his head.""Perfect!" Macey slapped her fingers together with glee, "I want to send him a little package," she jammed her fingers
On Thursday afternoon was the seventh time someone was reported dead after taking the Albuterin drug. It was a clinical who worked in Cynflac Pharmaceuticals. He was working along with his colleagues when he began coughing up blood, slumped, and then died."Ensure his entire house is free of Abulterin! Break in if possible!" Scott Andrews yelled at his shuddering assistant, with his finger jerked directly in her face. "Wilberforce Archibald died of a seizure and not a result of Abulterin!""Yes sir!" The assistant scurried away, leaving Scott Andrews pacing back and forth in distress. He ran his fingers through his hair a couple of times before slamming his fist against the wall.It was at that moment his phone began ringing on top of his desk. Upon turning around and seeing who it was, his mood turned from bad to worse."Hello?" He said into the phone after picking it up and quietly putting it against his ear like he wasn't yelling the roof off a few minutes ago.'I can see you can't
"Then who had those men after us?" November growled dangerously, lowering Scott Andrews down. And withdrawing his index finger, leaving just three fingers on Scott Andrews's collar, for he was using his super strength to hold the man."I was only following instructions, I swear I haven't killed anyone. It was his idea to send men after your mother!" Scott Andrews blurted out."My mother?" November squinted at Scott Andrews in wonder, "what did you do to her?""I was told to kidnap her since she would be used as a means to get through you." Scott Andrews stuttered, "Woah, Woah, Woah. Please don't let me down!" He was panicking because November was stirring him in the air like he was some stuffed toy."So you kidnapped her?" November inquired aloud. If they had kidnapped her, why then was she roaming about freely? Could it be that they had kidnapped and tortured her before releasing her? So many thoughts were slamming through his mind."No, no.. she was wild. Had a gun with her.." Scott
"What would you give me in return for this?" Ivar asked Macey, smacking gum loudly in his mouth and she cast him an irritated glance."Fifty bucks," she told him and he scoffed before folding his arms across his chest as he stared at her, while she looked around the bouquet shop before returning her gaze to him, "what? I can't even imagine it's you of all people I met here. What happened to the high school jock who connived with that shitbag Chase Adams, in bullying people?" She uplifted a brow at him."My grades are dropping, alright? My dad is having me work here as a punishment for destroying the house's electrical connections because I was trying to enhance my powers," with that he sent a spark through her face that made her glasses slip and fell from her face. "Are you insane!?" Macey gritted out and immediately bent to pick them up."There, you look hot without them," Ivar smirked and Macey and she would've flushed having been the compliment came from November, instead she frown
"Remaining three hours to unlock Ares Black's phone. He has this code that I've been unable to crack," Styles informed the teens, upon leaving Bradley's room that he had set up as a small lab. "Oh man," Sebastian frowned and collapsed against the chair, while Macey took her hat off and fanned herself. She hadn't taken off the uniform she wore to Atticus' lab."But we can know what's going on in the entire Atticus lab." Styles added and immediately popped on the button of the TV remote. Sebastian sat upright when the tv switched on and began showing a live video of Doctor Hemmingway, Prosecutor Adams, and the army commander discussing.'We have no alternative but to eliminate him,' the army commander ran his fingers through the arms of the chair he was seated in.'I strongly disagree with you," Prosecutor Adams loosened his tie. "Is it November they're referring to?" A suddenly frightened Macey looked from Sebastian to Styles, and Styles to Sebastian."I doubt so.." Sebastian was sp