Who: Laura Meyhew What: The beginning of a week of evil When: Sunday Night Where: Her apartment
Theodore - that is to say, Vader - and his brother thought they were good. They were. They'd gotten to Fox, which was a job well done. They were doing a good job getting to that little Justice League too. They had more problems out there than that though.
Laura had a list. The people who still stood in CORE's way. It wasn't very long, barely more than a dozen names. The remaining Morgans and their hangers on. Alex Morgan's name was underlined, someone had a particular vendetta against here. The there were Morland and her outlaws. Victorio, the X-5. Various heroes or would be heroes. The last faithful Jedi. And Nate Roth.
He eyes lingered on that last name and it was suddenly a struggle to swallow. It couldn't be helped though. It was unfortunate, but it couldn't be helped. He'd made his choice.
She carefully slid a few items into her purse. Dark red lipstick, fine black leather gloves, her lightsaber, and the list. Ted was good, but she was the best, and she would prove it.