Chapter 7: The Bad And The Bad

Our excuse would be monitoring a hot zone. It didn’t matter if we were given permission to or not. I was prepared to put Pamela in her place if she gave us any flak for this. After Dessi and I left the site, we went straight to the debrief hall, where Pamela was already waiting for us.

She had the typical attitude on her as she sat on the head of the table; no BS, stoic expression, with an authoritative type of hostile in her fixed glare.

I walked over to her with confidence regardless, knowing that she had limitations, even though she’d never say it. She wanted to hold onto the perception of being in control of us, of me. While in reality, it was the other way around. She needed her current supes to stay on the clock, evident in how their recklessness wasn’t being dealt with as she’d first imposed on us.

When you slapped the uncertainty of how discipline would follow, you could pretty much do anything you wanted. Despite that, you still had to follow through if you wanted to continue being feared.

It was crystal clear, Pamela wasn’t stupid. She knew she needed to make an example out of her supes in order for us to take TBC’s disciplinary threats seriously. But here and now wasn’t the time to do that. I’d told Dessi that there was nothing to worry about, though she didn’t believe me, walking inside the hall cautiously, probably scared to the bone.

“Oracle, Warhead, please… take a seat.”

Dessi sat right next to me, while I sat closer to Pamela.

“The both of you are well aware as to why I’d brought you in tonight. Care to explain the reason for being in Unity Bank? The both of you had no active assignments for that site. No TBC supe does.”

“Call it a hunch, I felt that something was off,” I said, unafraid.

“Actually, I did,” Dessi said, quickly covering for me. “I dragged Liam with and went with my instinct. And just in case I was wrong, we didn’t have to pull all our resources in. Sorry if I overstepped my boundaries. I was playing it off initiative.”

There was an odd silence that came after Dessi’s unexpected excuse, and then Pamela gave us a short smile. “Well, good job. Now we have a reason to tell these government stiffs that we need TBC guarding the site. SOS already has access there. We already know that, but we need to convey that importance to our arrogant officials. The syndicate are acting on it harder, which means that we also need to make this our priority. Starting with understanding who they are after. Liam, did you get a good look of who was inside?”

“No, just the shell of some capsule,” I said plainly. Honestly, I wasn’t lying. I didn’t get to see anyone inside, just the faint presence of someone I might know… which was even scarier. “You pulled us prematurely. We didn’t get to grab more intel.”

“A distress signal went off, just about the same time I realized where the two of you were,” she followed. And then Pamela turned to Dessi with a forward request. “May you excuse us?”

Dessi jumped. “Oh, um, yeah! Sure!” Dessi pardoned herself, and left Pamela and I in the hall before she closed the door behind her.

Pamela turned those skeptical eyes on me, the glare form her glasses narrowing down on me. Still, I wouldn’t let her intimidate me. Her body language said she had more questions. For whatever reason, she didn’t want Dessi knowing about them. Even so, I was ready to give her the same attitude she’d given me—more of that vague bullshit she kept cramming down my throat.

“Liam, can you tell me about the SESB super power add ons among your female team mates?” she asked me, that question coming from the left field.

I didn’t understand why she changed topics so abruptly. So I answered her question with another question, “Shouldn’t you be bothered by the fact that SOS is trying to crack that capsule open? There is a reason why they’ve taken interest in this supe.”

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“Well, how do you know for sure this person of interest is a supe?”

“Who else would he be?”

“He? How do you know it’s a he?”

“It’s a gender neutral term.”

“Then you should have said they, shouldn’t you?”

I scoffed. “Pamela, are you trying to read me?”

“Should I have a reason to, Liam?”

“Only if you think that I’m lying to you.”

“I feel as if there’s something you’re not being transparent with me about.”

I chuckled. “You only sense that because you were being shifty with me this entire time. Now look at you. You’re paranoid.”

She snorted. “How about you answer the question about the SESB.”

“I am the last person you should be asking. You should ask the girls directly, seeing as they are the ones who gained more abilities? I haven’t gotten any extra powers.” I was being harsh and evasive with her for a reason. Not only did I not want her knowing what was going on for my team’s sake, I knew she had a feeling that I was involved somehow. Why else would she pull the odd man out and talk to him instead of the girls?

“And I find that fact truly fascinating, especially seeing as no one else in Serva is gaining new abilities.”

I shrugged. “Maybe you wrangled yourselves up a super team by accident. Is there anything else you need to ask me?”

The eye-roll was subtle, but I could tell she was getting frustrated with me. Good, the feeling was mutual. She slid me over the post mission report form and told me to fill it out and have it to her bright and early tomorrow. After that, I was allowed to go back to my apartment, where I could freak out in the privacy of my own room.

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