"Okay, well let's see. He isolated you from the rest of the family." I state using my hands extravagantly.
"Kept you hopped up on pills." Diego pipes in tucking his shirt into his pants.
"And he brainwashed you into thinking you had no powers." Lu...
I'm all out of salt I'm not gonna cry Won't give you what you want 'Cause I look way too good tonight
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CHAPTER 12
I sit on the couch staring at nothing in particular as the voices of Luther and Diego echo around me.
"He was a good guy." Diego states as they look down at the now covered body. "He deserved better than this."
"Yeah." Luther walks over to me with a sigh.
"Run me through it again." Luther states sitting down on the couch in front of me. I glance at Diego as he walks over to the banister. I hold my hands.
"Do I have to? I've been through it twice."
"Leave her alone Luther." I watch as Luther rolls his eyes at Diego. I sigh. "Oga Foroga." I look up at him as Luther walks over to him. "Is that a name?"
"Oga Foroga." Luther repeats looking over the banister and at the level below. I stand up and walk over to them. I stand beside Diego looking down, there in what looks to be blood is the words Oga Foroga presented on the carpet. "I'll look her up."
I sit down at the table as I smile towards Diego, thanking him for the help. I watch as Luther grabs a book which I assume is the phone book.
"Okay." He begins to flick through as Diego sits on the table beside me. "Holy shit, I found her." I stand up and grab the book from him. Sure enough there it was. Oga Foroga.
"Call the bitch." Diego states giving the book back.
"She must have sent those Swedish murders."
"On it." Luther dials the number into the phone before speaking. "Okay, it's ringing." I glance up at Diego as he looks down at me. We keep eye contact for a split second before looking back at Luther. "Uh, hello, Olga?" Luther questions into the phone before whispering to us, "It's her. She sounds old. What sound I say." I look around thinking as Diego whispers back.
"Just..." Diego begins giving him hand gestures as Luther clears his throat.
"Excuse me, ma'am. Um, I was just wondering-- What?" I give him an odd look as he continues, "My name? Is, uh, Luther Hargreeves, and --" I roll my eyes. Why would he give her his real name? Diego snatches the phone from him before giving me a reassuring nod.
"You killed one of ours, Olga, and injured another." His voice was so low and filled with anger it kind of scared me. "Now we're coming after you. You will be dead by nightfall." I give a look towards Luther as he looks back at me, his mouth slightly ajar.
"Hey. It's Oga For Oga, idiots. Swedish for 'an eye for an eye.'" I turn to face 5 as I notice his bloody attire. I raise my eyebrow at him as he looks in my direction. He freezes taking in my beaten up appearance. "Who did this."
