Me: Bad feeling.
Maverick: Bull. What. Is. Going. On?
Me: It sounds insane.
Maverick: Already think you are. Still trust you. Talk to me.
Me: I just found out that Katina was steered in my direction.
Maverick: Huh? By a social worker or something? You fostered her, no?
Me: I did. It’s a long story but to cut it short, if you remember, her mom was a Sparrow bride?
Maverick: That’s what we’re calling them now?
Me: Yeah. I found her details in this manifesto and when I looked into her, I found Kat.
Maverick: As easy as pie, huh?
Me: Nah. Took some wrangling. But the manifesto that I came across, I thought was just by chance. It wasn’t.
Me: You need to lock them both down. Just to be on the safe side.
Maverick: You fostered her years ago.
Me: I know. But I’m rattling cages. Who knows what locks will fall open?
Maverick: True. I’ll bring them in. Alessa’s a homebody anyway and Kati’s calmed down now that she’s heard from you. I’ll go to her gymnastics practice myself. Will bring Link with me for extra security.
Me: Perfect. Thanks, Mav.
Me: You heard of Operation: Jorgmundgander?
Maverick: Sounds like a video game.
Me: Wish it were.
Maverick: What is it?
Me: They take skilled prisoners and let them work off their sentences by doing jobs for whichever government needs them.
Maverick: Sounds like The Suicide Squad.
Me: The basic premise is the same. Without superheroes. Or Harley Quinn.
Maverick: Course. We got our own Harley Quinn here in West Orange.
Me: How is Giulia?
Maverick: You’d think having a kid, Nyx’s kid at that, would calm her down, but nope.
Me: Typical.
Maverick: Never heard of that group before. They’re bad news?
Me: They’re not good.
Me: Mav, I might be her cousin.