~~A new series in the ongoing saga of the Bird family. Hope you enjoy~~
Anyone who ever walked into a dangerous situation can well attest to the "vibe? that seems to permeate the air. That sense of "turn around and leave now, else you die." vibe that makes the hair stand up on the back of your neck. That was precisely the vibe in the air around the construction site in Ballentine that contained the Bird sisters that afternoon.
Aja stared at Ajia, then set the saw down before she beheaded her sister and she honestly felt like doing it. "Listen to what I'm saying, not what goes through that damn "oh Aja's being mean to me" filter of yers, fer once. Damn it!" Causing the crew to run as if their pants were on fire.
"I will listen to you once you lower that high and mighty wall of yours that's keeping you from hearing things you don't want to hear." Ajia's fists were clenching, knuckles going white. Probably a bad thing that hammer was so near.
"I'm being high and mighty?" Aja nearly screeched. "Do you have any freakin idea what the hell yer talkin about?"
"Oh I'm sorry Aja, did I say something you didn't want to hear" Again? Excuse me for having my own opinion, and excuse me for it not being yours." Unbelieveable, their screeches almost sound the same!
Aja just stood there and stared at her sister for a good long minute then, picked up the saw and got back to work. She cut off the piece she was working on and then shut off the saw, setting it aside. "Ya know, if ya ever could see the crap I lived through to get here....ya might not be such a frickin brat." Aja was still steamed, but given recent conversations with Ajay, his words kept going around in the back of her mind. "I don't need a frickin yes man. I got a crew of five hundred fer dat. What might be frickin nice is a sister who didn't have a frickin persecution complex."
"Oh yes, shield yourself with your experiences, because no one without your life experiences could even begin to get an ounce of respect out of you, unless they were....let's see, your children or Ajay." She couldn't believe she was seething so powerfully. "Do you even listen to the way you talk to me" It's like Aja's up here," Motioning with her hand," And Ajia is down here....all the way down here." Lowering her hands to about foot level on Aja. "And good luck on getting a break from someone who's seen it all, lived it all, and knows it all."
Aja stared at Ajia then looked around the area. Her eyes focused at a point off in the distance, she had forgotten how close they were to the family crypt. Ajay's voice rung in her head and she pointed at Ajia then. "You, come with me."
Ajia stood there, watching Aja's gaze drift off while she was trying to speak. The silence had her ready to say something when Aja spoke those four words. This was it, Aja was going to kill her and hide the body. Lips pursed. "Fine." if anyone had recorded the conversation, they would've heard the same tone in Ajia's fine that Aja did.
"Stop being such a petulant brat." Aja snapped. "I wanna show you something." Aja started walking. "You should've seen it already...but we didn't think you could handle it...and maybe...maybe, we were wrong."
"Stop treating me—-..." She stopped, her lips pursing again as Aja continued, retorting would only make her look worse in her sister's eyes. Her feet moved one step behind Aja. Brows furrowed a little.
Aja walked along quiet, trying not to reach over and cuff her sister in the back of the head. Then she recalled Hochi, Ajay and all that had happened recently. It took a few yards for her to not have that feeling up front. No one pushed buttons better than family. Aja and Ajia were a prime example of that saying right now. She slowed her pace seeing if Ajia would catch up.
Ajia was right on her tail, hell that's what happened when you were angry, you moved faster. So she kept up, her temper easing a little with the walk. Perhaps that's what Aja wanted out of this.
They reached the gates and Aja's hand paused on it. She hadn't been here in years. If she didn't come here, then she could lie to herself, that it was some horrible mistake. That what laid beyond those wrought iron gates wasn't real. She looked at Ajia and pushed it open.
She took a few slow steps into the graveyard, the mausoleum laid ahead, the Bird family crest and name clearly seen as they approached it.
"Ajay and I..." Aja started quietly, 'decided that we wanted to wait to bring you here." she looked over to Ajia. "To spare you this moment. Protect you." Aja inhaled slowly and let it out. "But you keep insisting that you can handle things. So..." Aja motioned to the crypt then. "This is where our parents lie."
Ajia found her eyes locked on the Bird family crest. Hard breaths fell from her lips, her amber hues trembling. No, she wouldn't cry. Not in front of her sister, that would only make her think she was weak, as usual. Step by step moved towards the mausoleum until her hands fell against marble door.
"I'm surprised Serm had the decency to bury them." Her voice didn't betray her, it was calm despite the emotions barreling through her. Shaking hands pushed at the door, forcing it to open, and releasing the dust from inside. Carefully, she edged around the opening and fixed her gaze on the sacred tomb.
Aja just watched. She had been inside, the flowers she had laid there probably long ago turned into crumbling bits of dust. She hadn't been back since that day Ajay had brought her here.
This meant so much more to Ajia then maybe Aja understood. Trembling touch traced over the dust on each coffin, leaving her mark on each of them in her own, simple way. Amber gaze lookd over the names while she swallowed that painful lump back and bit back a choking sob. There would be no tears, she forced herself to hold them back.
"Hi Mom....Hi Dad....Sorry I'm late." Then she smiled, her torso bending to place a kiss on each resting place. Drawing in a deep breath, she smoothed her hands along their surfaces. In her own way she embraced them as she slid to her knees, casting silent prayers before them.
Aja stepped up to the door quietly, stepping inside that marble monument to her parents and others that came before and after them, in their family line. Family members they would never know. Legacies they lived up to whether or not their knew it. She saw Ajia near Edward and Delilah's tomb then turned her eyes to the two smaller crypts on the opposite wall.
"They aren't the only ones who lie here." She said quietly and motioned to one of the smaller crypt markers. "Ajay's son also lies here." her hand then motioned to the other. "And my daughter." she paused and looked at her sister. "The children we lost because of Serm." her voice never raised, it wouldn't in this place. "The things we don't speak of because they are far too painful to relive." she came closer. "People, we couldn't protect." she swallowed hard, trying not to look at her lost child's crypt too long. "Our inability to protect them, makes us overly protective of you now." she looked at Ajia then. "Are you starting to understand?"
For moments she didn't speak, she just looked over her parent's coffins before turning those amber shades to her brother and sister's children. Ajia wasn't a parent so she never understood the agony that Aja must have felt with that loss, even the protectiveness she must have felt over her two children. Her brow pressed to the surface of the coffin of her mother, her eyes shutting as she drew in a deep breath. "Yes." Finally uttering a word. She wouldn't argue, wouldn't say a word. Because right then and there she felt a fool, a selfish fool. Yet, she felt that by being protective, she wasn't being embraced as nothing but a child, one of these lost children, perhaps.
"I never want you to have to stand here." Aja started quietly, "And have one of these tiny vaults with the child you will never see grow up." she paused regaining control over herself. "I never want you to know this pain." she looked then to Ajia. "I'm hard on you for a lot of reasons, Ji. But not for the reasons you think."
Ajia wouldn't dare argue in this sacred site. No. She wouldn't even dare, afterall she didn't want let her parents see how her children bickered, well, their daughters fought. She merely nodded, taking in what her sister said while she drew in another breath. Fight back the self kicking and the self pity, Ajia.
Aja motioned for Ajia to come with her then, out of the crypt back out into the sunlight. They walked away from the crypt to another grave. Separated from the rest, but still a part of the family plot. Serm's grave.
"And he's here too." Aja said solemnly. "For all the evil he wrought. For all that he did. His blood was still ours." she'd wait then, standing back from Serm's grave, leaving her sister to take it all in. She didn't like coming here for this reason. If she saw her parents, she'd have to remember him too.
Ajia stood before that grave, taking in it with cold eyes. She stepped forwards, coming to her hands and knees before his name. Her hand swept over the name, fingertips taking in the shape of the name and how it etched into the stone surface. Someone crafted his gravestone with care and kindness, perhaps more kindness than she could have ever mustered for the man. Lips pursed, parted, then shut. She drew in a deep breath, letting them part again. "I forgive you, brother." Let him roll for that one. But that wasn't her thought," Everything happens for a reason, and each path is taken for a purpose. Yours might have been the wrong path, but I forgive you. I hope you've found peace."
Then she stood, her eyes never leaving that grave as she murmured. "Someone must have liked him, so I suppose that's one forgiving quality. Part of the Bird charm..."
"Perhaps someone did. Maybe even loved him." Aja spoke quietly then started to walk away, among the headstones of other Bird family members. People who she would never know.
She headed towards the gate then, making a note to speak with the crypt keeper to come by more often and put fresh flowers inside. She waited for Ajia to catch up.
Ajia lingered at the grave for another moment, before stepping back. An odd feeling formed in the pit of her stomach, being so near to her demented brother's corpse. Amber eyes darted over the area, much like a paranoid prey, why did she feel eyes" She turned around and moved out of the Bird crypt, to pause beside her sister.
"Maybe we should've brought you out here long ago." she said finally. "But it was something Ajay insisted we waited on till you got more comfortable being home." Aja looked at Ajia, "If we're gonna fight, ya should at least have some idea what we're fighting about." she motioned back to the crypt. "Some of it, what you hear from me...is because of who lies in there."
"I understand that you want to protect me Aja, you and Ajay, but when is it enough?" She said, looking to her mirror image, her twin, with a firm expression on her face. "When does it shift from siblings looking after each other and become parents who've lost something so dear, so precious, trying to protect so deeply so that, that sibling can't breathe?" She continued," I feel like a child to you Aja. I feel like if I broke my arm you'd coddle me after chewing me out for being so reckless. I may be a princess, but I'm also a person, a grown person."
"I said some of it is because of who is in there. It's not all, JiJi." Aja sighed. Of course her sister would see it through the child filter.
"I know it's not all me, Aja. But..." She sighed, "I understand where you're coming from, but why is it so hard for you to understand where I'm coming from?"
"Maybe because you spend a lot of time protesting, and not enough time telling me about you." Aja said quietly. "But this was only part of what I needed you to see." she glanced at her watch then. "We should make it there before sundown."
Ajia merely nodded and looked to the crypt once more. She'd be back. Soon.
Aja started back towards where they started, the gate to the crypt shutting quietly behind them. She looked over at her sister.
"When it comes to this family and the lengths I will go to protect them. There has always been a reason for it. One you only know a piece of. And maybe that's my fault. I never wanted to go back to that time in my head. I don't want to rewalk that path again, to feel everything that comes with it." she half motioned behind them. "They are always part of us. No matter where we go or how much time passes. Their legacy is ours to protect." Aja looked up and blinked away the mist before continuing. "But it's so hard to speak of. Easier to just keep moving forward. Maybe that's where you and me go wrong all the time."
"Mmm. You push forwards, try to get past the grief with work and looking forwards, while I wallow for a while, pick myself up, and push forwards after my thoughts have gathered." Looking to her sister, she murmured. "Thank you for protecting me, Sis, but...How am I going to learn things otherwise?"
"Funny you should ask that." Aja smirked a little. "It's a question Ajay had also asked." Aja took a deep breath. "I suggested you take a few supply runs, learn how to run yer own crew. And within a relatively safe zone." Aja raised her hand, she saw her sister making that face again. "Now, keep yer panties on fer a second, there's a reason I said that." she sighed. "Ya know bits about my life, yes?"
"Yeah, if you haven't spoke about it, well others have." It was true, some time's Aja's life wasn't as private as she had wanted it to be.
Aja sighed, she knew the crew talked. More than she liked. But it was something she'd come to live with. "You and me looking alike, comes with a lot of perks, probably a few drawbacks fer you." Aja acknowledge what her sister probably encountered on a daily basis in Ballentine. "There's a big reason I don't want you out there." she waved her hand towards the ocean. "At least, not too far out there." she paused as they neared the site they had left a bit earlier. "There are those out there, I've been hunting down. Piece by piece. And whoever is left, is likely looking to make me stop that." she paused. "My fear" What if they find you instead?" she looked at Ajia seriously.
"Aja, do you think Ajay would let me run shipments to Ocyna(sp)?" She said, her eyes locking with her twins. "I've traveled the route many times, I haven't had trouble yet."
"No. I told Ajay that was a safe route." she bobbed her head back and forth. "Well, as safe as any sea travel can be." she gave her sister a smile. "I'd be ok with ya runnin da route between here and there." she paused again. "But ya have got ta swear on a stack of whatever that you will never go farther than that...JiJi...Promise me ya won't. If I lost you cause of a war I started..." she trailed off..."I'd never forgive myself."
"A war you started?" That was something new. Ajia waved her hand before her twin's face to draw her back to her face, and those matching eyes. "What do I not know?"
"A lot, JiJi. There's a lot you don't know." she sighed. "Part of what I am protecting you from. Trying to end them, before they accidently find you." she sighed again and motioned for Ajia to get into the truck at the work site. "Come on, we'll talk on the way."
——End Part 1—-
Anyone who ever walked into a dangerous situation can well attest to the "vibe? that seems to permeate the air. That sense of "turn around and leave now, else you die." vibe that makes the hair stand up on the back of your neck. That was precisely the vibe in the air around the construction site in Ballentine that contained the Bird sisters that afternoon.
Aja stared at Ajia, then set the saw down before she beheaded her sister and she honestly felt like doing it. "Listen to what I'm saying, not what goes through that damn "oh Aja's being mean to me" filter of yers, fer once. Damn it!" Causing the crew to run as if their pants were on fire.
"I will listen to you once you lower that high and mighty wall of yours that's keeping you from hearing things you don't want to hear." Ajia's fists were clenching, knuckles going white. Probably a bad thing that hammer was so near.
"I'm being high and mighty?" Aja nearly screeched. "Do you have any freakin idea what the hell yer talkin about?"
"Oh I'm sorry Aja, did I say something you didn't want to hear" Again? Excuse me for having my own opinion, and excuse me for it not being yours." Unbelieveable, their screeches almost sound the same!
Aja just stood there and stared at her sister for a good long minute then, picked up the saw and got back to work. She cut off the piece she was working on and then shut off the saw, setting it aside. "Ya know, if ya ever could see the crap I lived through to get here....ya might not be such a frickin brat." Aja was still steamed, but given recent conversations with Ajay, his words kept going around in the back of her mind. "I don't need a frickin yes man. I got a crew of five hundred fer dat. What might be frickin nice is a sister who didn't have a frickin persecution complex."
"Oh yes, shield yourself with your experiences, because no one without your life experiences could even begin to get an ounce of respect out of you, unless they were....let's see, your children or Ajay." She couldn't believe she was seething so powerfully. "Do you even listen to the way you talk to me" It's like Aja's up here," Motioning with her hand," And Ajia is down here....all the way down here." Lowering her hands to about foot level on Aja. "And good luck on getting a break from someone who's seen it all, lived it all, and knows it all."
Aja stared at Ajia then looked around the area. Her eyes focused at a point off in the distance, she had forgotten how close they were to the family crypt. Ajay's voice rung in her head and she pointed at Ajia then. "You, come with me."
Ajia stood there, watching Aja's gaze drift off while she was trying to speak. The silence had her ready to say something when Aja spoke those four words. This was it, Aja was going to kill her and hide the body. Lips pursed. "Fine." if anyone had recorded the conversation, they would've heard the same tone in Ajia's fine that Aja did.
"Stop being such a petulant brat." Aja snapped. "I wanna show you something." Aja started walking. "You should've seen it already...but we didn't think you could handle it...and maybe...maybe, we were wrong."
"Stop treating me—-..." She stopped, her lips pursing again as Aja continued, retorting would only make her look worse in her sister's eyes. Her feet moved one step behind Aja. Brows furrowed a little.
Aja walked along quiet, trying not to reach over and cuff her sister in the back of the head. Then she recalled Hochi, Ajay and all that had happened recently. It took a few yards for her to not have that feeling up front. No one pushed buttons better than family. Aja and Ajia were a prime example of that saying right now. She slowed her pace seeing if Ajia would catch up.
Ajia was right on her tail, hell that's what happened when you were angry, you moved faster. So she kept up, her temper easing a little with the walk. Perhaps that's what Aja wanted out of this.
They reached the gates and Aja's hand paused on it. She hadn't been here in years. If she didn't come here, then she could lie to herself, that it was some horrible mistake. That what laid beyond those wrought iron gates wasn't real. She looked at Ajia and pushed it open.
She took a few slow steps into the graveyard, the mausoleum laid ahead, the Bird family crest and name clearly seen as they approached it.
"Ajay and I..." Aja started quietly, 'decided that we wanted to wait to bring you here." she looked over to Ajia. "To spare you this moment. Protect you." Aja inhaled slowly and let it out. "But you keep insisting that you can handle things. So..." Aja motioned to the crypt then. "This is where our parents lie."
Ajia found her eyes locked on the Bird family crest. Hard breaths fell from her lips, her amber hues trembling. No, she wouldn't cry. Not in front of her sister, that would only make her think she was weak, as usual. Step by step moved towards the mausoleum until her hands fell against marble door.
"I'm surprised Serm had the decency to bury them." Her voice didn't betray her, it was calm despite the emotions barreling through her. Shaking hands pushed at the door, forcing it to open, and releasing the dust from inside. Carefully, she edged around the opening and fixed her gaze on the sacred tomb.
Aja just watched. She had been inside, the flowers she had laid there probably long ago turned into crumbling bits of dust. She hadn't been back since that day Ajay had brought her here.
This meant so much more to Ajia then maybe Aja understood. Trembling touch traced over the dust on each coffin, leaving her mark on each of them in her own, simple way. Amber gaze lookd over the names while she swallowed that painful lump back and bit back a choking sob. There would be no tears, she forced herself to hold them back.
"Hi Mom....Hi Dad....Sorry I'm late." Then she smiled, her torso bending to place a kiss on each resting place. Drawing in a deep breath, she smoothed her hands along their surfaces. In her own way she embraced them as she slid to her knees, casting silent prayers before them.
Aja stepped up to the door quietly, stepping inside that marble monument to her parents and others that came before and after them, in their family line. Family members they would never know. Legacies they lived up to whether or not their knew it. She saw Ajia near Edward and Delilah's tomb then turned her eyes to the two smaller crypts on the opposite wall.
"They aren't the only ones who lie here." She said quietly and motioned to one of the smaller crypt markers. "Ajay's son also lies here." her hand then motioned to the other. "And my daughter." she paused and looked at her sister. "The children we lost because of Serm." her voice never raised, it wouldn't in this place. "The things we don't speak of because they are far too painful to relive." she came closer. "People, we couldn't protect." she swallowed hard, trying not to look at her lost child's crypt too long. "Our inability to protect them, makes us overly protective of you now." she looked at Ajia then. "Are you starting to understand?"
For moments she didn't speak, she just looked over her parent's coffins before turning those amber shades to her brother and sister's children. Ajia wasn't a parent so she never understood the agony that Aja must have felt with that loss, even the protectiveness she must have felt over her two children. Her brow pressed to the surface of the coffin of her mother, her eyes shutting as she drew in a deep breath. "Yes." Finally uttering a word. She wouldn't argue, wouldn't say a word. Because right then and there she felt a fool, a selfish fool. Yet, she felt that by being protective, she wasn't being embraced as nothing but a child, one of these lost children, perhaps.
"I never want you to have to stand here." Aja started quietly, "And have one of these tiny vaults with the child you will never see grow up." she paused regaining control over herself. "I never want you to know this pain." she looked then to Ajia. "I'm hard on you for a lot of reasons, Ji. But not for the reasons you think."
Ajia wouldn't dare argue in this sacred site. No. She wouldn't even dare, afterall she didn't want let her parents see how her children bickered, well, their daughters fought. She merely nodded, taking in what her sister said while she drew in another breath. Fight back the self kicking and the self pity, Ajia.
Aja motioned for Ajia to come with her then, out of the crypt back out into the sunlight. They walked away from the crypt to another grave. Separated from the rest, but still a part of the family plot. Serm's grave.
"And he's here too." Aja said solemnly. "For all the evil he wrought. For all that he did. His blood was still ours." she'd wait then, standing back from Serm's grave, leaving her sister to take it all in. She didn't like coming here for this reason. If she saw her parents, she'd have to remember him too.
Ajia stood before that grave, taking in it with cold eyes. She stepped forwards, coming to her hands and knees before his name. Her hand swept over the name, fingertips taking in the shape of the name and how it etched into the stone surface. Someone crafted his gravestone with care and kindness, perhaps more kindness than she could have ever mustered for the man. Lips pursed, parted, then shut. She drew in a deep breath, letting them part again. "I forgive you, brother." Let him roll for that one. But that wasn't her thought," Everything happens for a reason, and each path is taken for a purpose. Yours might have been the wrong path, but I forgive you. I hope you've found peace."
Then she stood, her eyes never leaving that grave as she murmured. "Someone must have liked him, so I suppose that's one forgiving quality. Part of the Bird charm..."
"Perhaps someone did. Maybe even loved him." Aja spoke quietly then started to walk away, among the headstones of other Bird family members. People who she would never know.
She headed towards the gate then, making a note to speak with the crypt keeper to come by more often and put fresh flowers inside. She waited for Ajia to catch up.
Ajia lingered at the grave for another moment, before stepping back. An odd feeling formed in the pit of her stomach, being so near to her demented brother's corpse. Amber eyes darted over the area, much like a paranoid prey, why did she feel eyes" She turned around and moved out of the Bird crypt, to pause beside her sister.
"Maybe we should've brought you out here long ago." she said finally. "But it was something Ajay insisted we waited on till you got more comfortable being home." Aja looked at Ajia, "If we're gonna fight, ya should at least have some idea what we're fighting about." she motioned back to the crypt. "Some of it, what you hear from me...is because of who lies in there."
"I understand that you want to protect me Aja, you and Ajay, but when is it enough?" She said, looking to her mirror image, her twin, with a firm expression on her face. "When does it shift from siblings looking after each other and become parents who've lost something so dear, so precious, trying to protect so deeply so that, that sibling can't breathe?" She continued," I feel like a child to you Aja. I feel like if I broke my arm you'd coddle me after chewing me out for being so reckless. I may be a princess, but I'm also a person, a grown person."
"I said some of it is because of who is in there. It's not all, JiJi." Aja sighed. Of course her sister would see it through the child filter.
"I know it's not all me, Aja. But..." She sighed, "I understand where you're coming from, but why is it so hard for you to understand where I'm coming from?"
"Maybe because you spend a lot of time protesting, and not enough time telling me about you." Aja said quietly. "But this was only part of what I needed you to see." she glanced at her watch then. "We should make it there before sundown."
Ajia merely nodded and looked to the crypt once more. She'd be back. Soon.
Aja started back towards where they started, the gate to the crypt shutting quietly behind them. She looked over at her sister.
"When it comes to this family and the lengths I will go to protect them. There has always been a reason for it. One you only know a piece of. And maybe that's my fault. I never wanted to go back to that time in my head. I don't want to rewalk that path again, to feel everything that comes with it." she half motioned behind them. "They are always part of us. No matter where we go or how much time passes. Their legacy is ours to protect." Aja looked up and blinked away the mist before continuing. "But it's so hard to speak of. Easier to just keep moving forward. Maybe that's where you and me go wrong all the time."
"Mmm. You push forwards, try to get past the grief with work and looking forwards, while I wallow for a while, pick myself up, and push forwards after my thoughts have gathered." Looking to her sister, she murmured. "Thank you for protecting me, Sis, but...How am I going to learn things otherwise?"
"Funny you should ask that." Aja smirked a little. "It's a question Ajay had also asked." Aja took a deep breath. "I suggested you take a few supply runs, learn how to run yer own crew. And within a relatively safe zone." Aja raised her hand, she saw her sister making that face again. "Now, keep yer panties on fer a second, there's a reason I said that." she sighed. "Ya know bits about my life, yes?"
"Yeah, if you haven't spoke about it, well others have." It was true, some time's Aja's life wasn't as private as she had wanted it to be.
Aja sighed, she knew the crew talked. More than she liked. But it was something she'd come to live with. "You and me looking alike, comes with a lot of perks, probably a few drawbacks fer you." Aja acknowledge what her sister probably encountered on a daily basis in Ballentine. "There's a big reason I don't want you out there." she waved her hand towards the ocean. "At least, not too far out there." she paused as they neared the site they had left a bit earlier. "There are those out there, I've been hunting down. Piece by piece. And whoever is left, is likely looking to make me stop that." she paused. "My fear" What if they find you instead?" she looked at Ajia seriously.
"Aja, do you think Ajay would let me run shipments to Ocyna(sp)?" She said, her eyes locking with her twins. "I've traveled the route many times, I haven't had trouble yet."
"No. I told Ajay that was a safe route." she bobbed her head back and forth. "Well, as safe as any sea travel can be." she gave her sister a smile. "I'd be ok with ya runnin da route between here and there." she paused again. "But ya have got ta swear on a stack of whatever that you will never go farther than that...JiJi...Promise me ya won't. If I lost you cause of a war I started..." she trailed off..."I'd never forgive myself."
"A war you started?" That was something new. Ajia waved her hand before her twin's face to draw her back to her face, and those matching eyes. "What do I not know?"
"A lot, JiJi. There's a lot you don't know." she sighed. "Part of what I am protecting you from. Trying to end them, before they accidently find you." she sighed again and motioned for Ajia to get into the truck at the work site. "Come on, we'll talk on the way."
——End Part 1—-