“I’m sorry, I don’t know your sister,” said Logan.Her hand was shaking from the weight of the gun as people on the street started to scatter.Moose edged closer but Logan signed for him to stand down.
“She was a baby.Just twelve.That man, the general said you sent the bombs.”
“I didn’t send the bombs,” said Logan calmly.“I tried to stop the bombs.That’s why I’m here.I’m trying to find General Fitzwilliam.Have you seen him here?”
“Y-yesterday.He found me.He told me to kill you.”
“What’s your name?”
“Blythe.M-my sister’s name was O-Olive.Olive like the t-tree,” she said crying.“She was a baby!A baby!”She lowered the weapon just for a moment and Logan reached for it, easily taking it from her hand.He pulled the woman into his embrace, handing the gun to Moose.
“It’s alright.We’re going to find him.Come inside with us,” he said quietly.
“Logan.Brother,” frowned Saint.
“It’s alright.”
Inside the restaurant, the host asked if all was well and they nodded.Gun-wielding people on the streets of D.C. was becoming all too familiar.
They found General Moisson seated at a large table and he frowned when they walked up with the crying woman.River quickly explained what had happened.
“Your name, and your sister’s name are very western,” said Logan.
“We were born here in the U.S. but our parents had to return to Afghanistan because of the death of my grandmother.I was in school and was allowed to stay behind, but they took Olive since I wouldn’t be able to watch her all the time.Tickets were very expensive.
“When they arrived, they were killed by a group of men because they were considered traitors, having left the country for America.My sister was placed in that school and orphanage.
“I kept trying to get permission to retrieve her and it was blocked.When I heard of the bombing at the school, I panicked.They wouldn’t allow me to go and retrieve her remains.”
“I’m so damn sorry,” said Logan.
“Why?Why did he do that?Why would he kill her after taking her organs?”
“Her organs?” frowned Pax.“What are you talking about?”
“The man who held her body, the coroner, he said she’d had a kidney and lung removed.Two other girls had the same thing.One had recently had an eye and part of her liver removed.One of the neighbors said they told several men that the American general was abusing the girls’ bodies.”
“Jesus, that’s what they meant,” said Logan frowning.“Someone said something to me but I thought they were being sexually abused.Even Fitzwilliam led me to believe that was true.”At first her face was horrified, then she shook her head.
“I spoke to my sister almost weekly.She would have told me.She was happy at the school, learning.She had friends.”
“What in the ever-loving fucking hell is happening?” growled Moose.
“I-I thought you knew,” she whispered.“I don’t understand any of this.General Fitzwilliam said you were to blame but the news kept saying it was him.”
“Did he find you or did you find him?” asked Logan.
“He found me.I think.I mean, I was looking for someone to help me and no one could tell me a thing about you.I’ve been pounding on doors for days now.Then I went back to my apartment and packed all my things.I had no idea where you were but I was going to hunt you down.”Logan and the other men gave a sad smirk and she actually chuckled.
“Stupid, right?I’m stupid.I couldn’t have killed you.I had no idea what I was doing.The general gave me the gun.He said I would be excused for your killing since you killed, I mean, supposedly killed my sister.”
“You’re not stupid,” said Logan.“You’re very brave and you believed someone in authority because you thought you could.Let us tell you what we know.”
When explanations were done, the young woman was more confused than ever.
“What do I do now?Will you arrest me?” she asked.
“I think we can forgive this,” smirked Logan, “but I do think you might be in danger now since Fitzwilliam knows you were coming to kill me.”
