Burning Skies » larry

Chapter 15

Harry needn't have worried. He and Katrina got along surprisingly well. His first impression of her was that she had a sisterly aura—the strict but caring type.

"You must be the famous Harry Styles, then. I feel like I already know you because Louis doesn't stop talking about you." Katrina said, standing up from behind her desk and offering Harry her hand, ignoring Louis' embarrassed huff.

He only hesitated for a bit before taking her hand in his gloved one, smiling politely. "Nice to meet you."

"It's my pleasure," Katrina grinned, beckoning them to sit down in front of her table.

Louis groaned. "Can you stop being so formal? You already look like a high school principal, we don't need you to act like one."

Now that Harry looked at her, she really did carry herself like someone of authority. She was wearing a white, long-sleeved blouse with a black blazer over it. When she was standing earlier, Harry saw that she had black fitted trousers on.

"I'll say yes if you stop acting like a high school student as well." she quipped.

Harry raised his eyebrow in amusement, looking at Louis who rolled his eyes. 

"Anyway, I'm glad you agreed to come here, Harry. I know it must be...difficult after what just happened." Katrina said.

"Louis' pretty persuasive," Harry said with a shrug.

"I can tell," she smiled teasingly. "Speaking of that incident in the alley, has Louis told you that the men who tried to take you are currently detained here?"

Harry's heartbeat quickened. He hadn't really thought about those men. He kind of figured they'd find a way to get out of the ice and eventually go back to Reid, but clearly, Katrina and her people had already intervened that early on. 

"Um, no. He didn't tell me." Harry said.

"Well, they're still frozen and pretty much useless right now. However, we were able to identify them," Katrina said, pulling out a folder from the desk drawer before sliding it across the table to Harry. "They're names are Texas Stone and Clay McCain. They have records of crimes ranging from theft to murder. We believe they're part of a particular mutant crime organization, though that group hasn't been active in a while until now."

I know, Harry thought grimly. Instead, he kept his mouth shut and looked over the file Katrina had given him. Texas and Clay's faces were here, along with information about their criminal records.

"We're planning to interrogate them to understand the situation better, but before that, is it okay if we ask you first about whatever knowledge you might have of them?" Katrina asked, leaning forward on the table.

Harry fidgeted under her gaze. Whatever qualms he had about coming here in the first place tripled. He glanced at Louis who was watching him with intent curiosity. Katrina had a sharp gaze that seemed like it could cut through glass. Harry knew he was innocent here and that by keeping what he knew to himself wouldn't do anyone any good, but telling them what he knew of men like Texas and Clay meant having to relive the past he had with them. Harry wasn't sure if he was comfortable with delving into that right now.

"I mean, I don't really—um, I don't know anything." Harry rushed out, his cheeks a bright red as he stared down at his lap and played with the holes in his jeans. "I think you should just ask them the questions."

He avoided everyone's gaze, trying not to feel guilty. If they were going to interrogate Texas and Clay anyway, whatever Harry knew didn't matter. They'd find that out from the two men themselves.