WE ARE ALL GUILTY : Maybe Even You Are?

7) Let's be sure

The fact that we had different sections was known but I had forgotten that the superhero project was done class wise. So there's no way in hell Ace could've known about my dad. But it's also true that since I was the first one who talked about their dad instead of Iron man or something, I became quite popular for it. Thanks to my sister though, it was her idea. So I guess I can't totally be suspicious of Ace now. And this is what I told D, and he agreed too.
"Yeah you're right, the teachers were so impressed that they told about it in almost every class they went to", but he was still unsatisfied from his looks
"Anyways, leave about my dad. He's got nothing to do with our so called mission so let's shift back to the topic", you think so?
"Yeah......okay"
"Right so we have a few points about Ace's mom that will help us find stuff out about her. The most important thing is that she went to San Diego International and she literally won the prom there. Which is like..... literally a milestone? Anyways so if we can find out the winner from a year around lets say......15 or 20 years from now then might be we can know who she is", but that was all a big "if we can"
"Yeah but we cant know about the winners can we? Though I'm not completely sure that they dont update it every year on their website cause it is quite a big thing you know? San Diego Prom?", he was unsure to. It felt like we were being stupid and throwing punches in the air, but It was all for my sister. And might be even Ace in that case for D.
"Yeah so let's check it out then? Today eve 6pm at my house. Know my address right?"
"I know your car. If....y'all keep it outside then I'll spot it from space", I giggled at that
"Definitely!", he replied chearfully.
I finally retired for bed. It was about 12 or 12:15 am that I lay awake thinking about today's events. We've got many undirect clues towards Ace's mom but nothing concretely useful till proved. Amidst all of these thoughts I finally fell asleep. But only knowing we have even more work tomorrow......

"Hey, So I'm on my way right now" was the first text of the day keeping in mind that it was 6 in the evening. I've been quite busy all day helping mom and dad clean out the mess from the renovation of our garage. My dad had bought a new car so we needed space and so it was decided that the garage gets extended. It's more of a seperate one attached to the old garage. And it honestly has mpre than enough space for 2 cars so I thought he's soon getting another one but my mom told me she was finally gonna take this chance and shift Lilie's stuff from her room and empty it. Prolly cause she'll use it as her library or practice room. I'll explain that later cause she honestly is too talented to talk about right now. I mean I might never stop so sparing y'all the boredom. I've also finally reached Dominique's house. And my reaction went, "what the hell?".

Not only was the blue car in a garage but at the same time 2 other cars were on display. I recognized one of them as the one that Ace had used that yesterday. Then I thought he was there too but actually both...oh sorry, all three were D's. I rang the bell while still looking at the cars. One was blue, a cadillac and the other one was black, a ford pick up truck. "Hey, come in." After a while he said. "You can also come into the car if ya want?", a smirk on his face. Very unlikely on D but it was.....hot? I don't know. Admit it, you love both them. Or else we do. Definitely I mean my harmones by "we".
"No no. Nothing like that. Just wandering what your parents do because this even bigger than my house and my dad's a programmer. And well my mom, I dont know what she isn't." , I asked, quite thrilled by his house interior too.
"Haha yeah, just rome around a bit and you'll guess it", D replied making it obvious that what his dad and mom do is obvious.

The first thing I noticed was a shelf full of books on topic or stock, marketing, money etc. Its definitely stategical. And then I went around the corridor of the first floor and heard a beep. Very random beep. Almost like the one in hospitals staying 'you're dead'. And the final thing I saw was a large screen with the stock price or whatever related thing on display. It was centered on a table in the middle of the first floor which was where D said his mom, dad's office was.
"Definitely an investor or something right?", I guessed but pretty confidently
"Yup!"
"Damn. So both of them are in the same profession?"
"Well, not exactly. My mom's dad was basically rich and my dad just used that to get richer and so my mom helps him you know?"
"I dont but I understand", bitter honestly was always one of my very prominent qualities.
"Okay now let's go to my room", he said with a small smile. No more smirks, thank whoever.
"Yup! Less go", I said excited ,to discover Mrs. Calderone
D took me to his room which was to my surprise, very minimal. Nothing too aggressive like his driving or karate. It was like a whole new side to him. Simple and honest. Everything wasn't very organised though. But since there wasn't much stuff, a bit of a mess is no problem.
"Welcome to my very personal abode. And my level of personal is too high. So much infact that even my mom and dad havent dared enter it in like months. Though abiding by the fact we dont talk much cause they're anyways too busy with their work which does require a lot of time and focus i guess", explained D
"Oh wow. So I should consider myself special then?", I tease him.
"For the.......time being", the words seemed like they didnt wanna come out of him. He then got seated at his desk which had a golden MacBook on it and I seated beside him too. Both facing the Apple masterpiece through which he started clicking his fingers on till we were at San Diego's sight. We went to the Occasions and events page of it and then clicked on The Annual Senior Prom (ASP). It did have a list of winners etc from last 10 years, but that's definitely not what we needed.
"We're screwed", hopeless was D's tone.
"Right. We are indeed"
"We dont even know anyone else from San Diego International that studied there about the same time. Might be Ace knows few of her friends? I mean, I'm sure some of them came up to help him you know?", D was trying not to give up on this very clear and direct clue towards Ace's mom. I was trying for the same too.
"Yeah but I won't know about that. You will. I mean I've barely known him that personally you see?"
"Hmm. I mean, he does have this someone called aunty Zee. Basically named Zelda and is about the same age as his mom. But I've honestly only heard about her and the food she used to leave for Ace. And that was years ago. I dont think we'll find her. Ace dosen't know where she lives, that's something I'm sure about", he catches up with a, "We can't be too sure is about Ace is all I've known about him in these years though"
"Well then let's be sure", I said.
And the next I could hear and madly wanted to again is the beastly sound of the hellcat's engine.