lulu no longer wasted time wondering if walsh was in the shadows, watching her, or if he was connected to her mind somehow, listening in on her every thought. it didn’t matter anymore. if he could, he hadn’t done anything... yet.

she regarded her brother closely. he was holding back. could walsh hear them in the office? she wouldn’t be surprised, but again, she felt there was little escaping him considering their mutual bond. with a meteoroid hurling towards the world, and their reality on the brink of collapse, she was done fearing the mysteries between them. now was the time for action.

she caught the spark. read his lips. after glimpsing her own execution in her brother’s nightmare, she had guessed that he would always take the boss’s side. here was a note under the table, with a drop of blood.

her chin raised a little as his had, and she was quiet again at first, unsure of how to continue.

finally, ”well. maybe you’re right. lack of sleep is probably just getting to me. forget i said anything.”

eyes remained on him as she set her dog down, and began to stand.

”we should have dinner again some time.”

Cillian Quinn

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