Her senses were at its highest as her eyes glared. “You don’t have to do this.” Holden tried to persuade her.
“Yes. I do.” Scarlet kept her eyes on the paper, forcing herself not to let tears come. He shook his head. “You… couldn’t possibly understand.” she considered telling him. He’s been trustworthy, thus far. “He had a…very different job.” she stopped uncertainly. “He was a superhero.”
“Of course he is, we all are.” his eyebrows furrowed.
“No, you know how I’m the ‘bad guy’? Well, he’s the ‘good guy’...the superhero…” her voice trailed off.
“It’s like a freaking comic book.” his face incredulous. She smiled painfully. Does he believe us? Would I? He stroked her hand. He understood. “Does he have other enemies- I mean, besides you?” She shrugged her shoulders. “That was partially why he was so hurt.”
“Then, we’d better start looking.”