Jealousy Isn't A Good Look On You

chapter 121

I pocketed that as well and made my way down. Once I gave my phone to IT, I went back up to my apartment.
After a little search, I found my "old" tablet and plugged the USB stick in.
The first thing that loaded was Tek Knight's logo. Then, a series of folders appeared.
There was a shitload of porn but also one other folder that wasn't named something disgustingly erotic, its name being .inf0.7*new. I opened it and was met with different folders named after every member of the seven, past and present.
I scimmed through the present Seven's folders and was shocked to see not only text files but also pictures and 3D scans that I couldn’t open on the tablet.
"What is all of this..." I asked myself and continued to go through the information.
It was everyones personal information. Every birth certificate, fingerprints, family trees, and voice recordings.
"This is so fucked up." I exhaled and decided to copy the entire stick, saved everything and removed the original stick. I then went back up to the roof and placed it back where I had found it.

I was almost at my apartment when Ashley came into view. It looked like she had been waiting for me.
"Red Canary!" Exclaimed with a big fake smile. "Are you doing a digital detox?" She asked as she got closer.

"Uhm, no?" I replied, irritated.

"Oh. No? I thought since you didn't answer your phone, you decided to have a break." She laughed nervously.

"My phone is down with IT. It got scrached and sort of broke, so I wanted them to fix it." I answered truthfully.

Ashley opened her mouth but I held up a hand. "And I don't appreciate your tone. You should fix that." I berated and Ashley apologized. "That's more like it. Now go on, what was it you wanted?" I questioned.

"I was wondering if you knew where Homelander was." She asked.

"Am I his babysitter? How the fuck am I supposed to know!" I snarled.
"Isn't it your job to know shit like that?" I added and she nodded. "Then get to it you dumb fuck." I hissed and Ashley retreated.

Finally, back inside my apartment, I took out the tablet and took a look at the different names, which were listed in the files.
From Soldier Boy, Lady Liberty to Lamplighter, and Translucent, there was everyone who had ever been part of Vought's Supes-project.
I looked through the folder and found the one I was most unsure about. Homelander. There he was. Everything ever documented must've been sealed behind a few clicks.

Although I wanted to open it and look at everything there was, I couldn't. It didn't feel right. Instead, I backed out and sent a copy to myself.
Just in case.

I was too curious and reopened the folder. However, I only looked at the one that bore my own name.
Red Canary. All of my personal information was present. All of my past personas, my crime fighting activity, was neatly listed by year.
My fingerprints, a 3D model of myself... everything.
Deep down, there was another file called "collateral damage."
I opened it and felt confused.
It was a short list of names.
-Missy Jonshon
-Chazwick Morris
-Brad Northridge
Not recognizing any of the names i clicked on the first one.
A picture opened up. It was the mugshot of a young woman, more than that. It was the lady from the storage unit mission.
Back in the file, there was a document labeled report. It was the police report followed by the autopsy report. She had killed herself once she had been taken to her cell.
...

I had told her to kill herself, and she had done it.