HUMAN/SUPER Higher Learning 112

She stepped out of his way as he marched to the bed and peered under. While he was occupied, she glanced around the bachelor apartment. It was a mess; clothes scattered about the floor, file cabinet overflowing with papers, a desk strewn with electronic parts and surveillance equipment. Among the latter, she spotted her laptop.

It was connected to another computer, probably Virginia’s own laptop. She quietly unplugged them both and slipped them into her bag. Alex moved from the bed to the closet. He threw it open and poked around inside. Frederica crept to the door. She hesitated at the bottom of the stairs.

“You seem like a decent person,” Frederica said. Alex glanced around the room frantically. “Better than Virginia probably deserves. If you really want to help her, you’ll get her out of this line of work before she crosses someone who isn’t as nice as I am.”

She turned off the lights, shut the door, and flew up the stairs. She was out of the building before he could even chase after her. She lingered in the sky above the bar for a while. She was tempted to stick around until Virginia got home, but she didn’t trust her self-control right now.

So she flew back to Griffith’s place instead. She tucked her laptop away in an air vent and opened Virginia’s on Griffith’s desk. It was password-protected, of course, but it wasn’t too difficult to crack with her powers.

At first glance, you’d think it was a brand-new computer. Default background, default programs. Even the username was a generic “Owner”. But as Frederica dug deeper, she found a collection of documents hidden in various innocuous folders like a teenager’s porn stash. It took her a while to get the hang of Virginia’s filing system, but eventually she found a folder relating to herself.

Virginia mostly just had photos—of Frederica, Magh, Griffith, Tommy, Nila, Karen, and others. Nothing incriminating there. The contents of Frederica’s laptop were also stored in this folder. There wasn’t much on Kay; Virginia must not have come home since she started digging into his past.