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"I mean doyou really think Mom would hurt dad?"
"You haven't been home in a long time, Vanya," Luther said to her, "maybe you don't know Grace anymore."
Luther and Allison had called in a Family, plus Lyra, meeting. The two showed the others footage of Grace taking Sir Reginald Hargreeves' monocle as he was passing on.
"I'm confused," Lyra said, "Wouldn't it be shown in the coroner's report if he was poisoned?" She asked.
"Yeah, she's right," Diego agreed.
"I don't need a report to tell me what I can see with my own eyes," Luther told them.
"I don't see her poisoning him, do you?" Lyra looked at Diego.
"Nope," He shook his head, "maybe that low gravity in space messed with your vision."
Lyra chuckled.
Diego walked closer to the TV and pressed a button, "Look closer."
"Dad has his monocle. Mom stands up. Monocle's gone."
"Oh, yeah!" Klaus chuckled.
"She wasn't poisoning him, she was... taking it. To clean it!" The man in spandex defends.
"Then where is it?" Luther asked his brother, "I searched the house including all her things. She doesn't have it."
"Talk about invasion of privacy," Lyra muttered.
"That's because I took it from her," Diego confessed, "After the funeral."
"You've had the monocle this whole time? What the hell Diego?" Allison exclaimed. She looked at her best friend, who raised her hands up to show her innocence.
"Give it to me."
"I threw it away."
"You what?" Luther looked like he was heartbroken, which made Lyra want to laugh. Allison scoffed.
"Look, I knew that if you found it on Mom, you'd lose your shit, just like you're doing right now," He pointed his knife at Luther.
"Diego, you son of a bitch."
"I need a drink," Lyra muttered and walked to the bar. She poured herself a glass of whiskey and came back to the 'meeting'.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait," Diego said, "she's not just a vacuum cleaner you can throw in a closet. She feels things, I've seen it!" He raised his voice.
"She just stood there, Diego, and watched our father die." Luther argued.
