Chapter 121 - Black Pawn (Part 1)

Section five 

Ghoul Investigator Headquarters (GIH) 

Lab

Peter sighs rubbing his temples before covering Natasha's paled body with a white cloth.

He raised a small device to his lips.

"Final conclusion, subject killed by a random Claw," he said to the recorder, but that final analysis didn't quite sit well with him, he was unable to determine the red line around her neck, it was like she was strangled or something maybe by the very Claw that killed her. He sighs walking away from her body.

The doors slide open as Lorna walks in with a pile of files.

"And she brought my gifts," he said in amusement.

Lorna giggles dropping it on the desk.

"Well this is far beyond gifts," Lorna said smiling.

"Damn I should earn more with all this work lying around," he said checking the files.

Lorna's eyes drift to the body a distance away.

"So what's the conclusion," Lorna asked puzzled.

"A Claw" he shrugs.

"Why do I get the feeling you still doubt that," Lorna said certain, noticing his tone. 

He sighs.

"Well I did, it doesn't add up like a Claw attack you know, Claws are animalistic, of course, her death was, but it was like it was portrayed to look animalistic".

"You mean to cover up a human murder," Lorna said sternly.

"Yes," he breathed out.

"I wish I could do more" he adds with sad eyes.

"Then someone must want her dead, not a Claw but someone," Lorna said certainly.

Peter nods in agreement.

"But who?" Lorna adds puzzled.

"Well I have already concluded the cause of death, I can't go any further, the body is already enough proven it was a Claw attack, I'm not the one calling the shots"

Lorna nods getting his point, her eyes land on something, it looked familiar.

"What is that?" she asked.

He turns in the direction of her gaze.

"Oh that," he said walking towards it grabbing the gun, it looked like the agency one but had gold bullet instead of red.

"It's that prototype I was working on, we first time you transferred here months ago" he shrugs.

With wide eyes Lorna took the gun, yes she remembered Peter's exact words, saying it was a bullet he was working on, specially designed to kill the black ghoul, because their bullets didn't work on him.

"It's still in making though" he adds.

"I see," Lorna said feeling her hands on it, it was the same one the drug king gifted her with to kill the black ghoul, how was this possible? Unless her eyes drift to him. There was no way Peter was the drug king, it didn't add up.

"How many prototypes did you make?" Lorna asked.

"Helooooo... I made tons, it's still in testing but I'm pretty sure it works by now, well I don't know if it does... haven't exactly tried it yet" he shrugs.

"Right," Lorna said gulping hard, something was up, she could feel it, this could only mean one thing, the camera assesses, the gun, the gadgets, the drug king must be from the agency but who was it? Her eyes drift to Peter once more. Is it Peter? Well if he was she would have to find solid evidence.

***

Thirtieth Floor

Barbra's office 

"She told you those exact words herself?" Barbra said in amusement, hearing everything from Chase.

"Yes," he said firmly. 

Her smirk broadens.

"This changes everything," she said rising to her feet, her heels sounding as she walks to the wide window showing the city of New York.

"This set the pawns right in place" she adds.

"You're gonna change the game set?" Chase asked puzzled.

She turns to Chase walking back to the table grabbing the queen pawn.

"No, I'm gonna make the queen the star of the game, after all, it's the queen that has so many moves in the chessboard," she said smirking.

Chase gave her a skeptical look.

"Relax Chase you will still get her as promised, a deal is a deal, all we just have to do is work according to plan".

***

Lorna walks along the wide halls, she came to a halt when she met with Steve, he gave her a warm smile.

"Lorna, it's been a while," he said amused.

Lorna just forced a smile.

"It really is" she shrugs.

He raised an eyebrow at her words and tone.

He just made a hmm sound.

"I trust you're feeling well, I heard about the train accident" he began.

"Yes, never better".

"Magnificent isn't he".

"What?" Lorna said puzzled by what he meant, he took a step closer to her but she didn't move away, she stood her ground at this man who called himself a father after everything he's done, she never really experienced a fathers love, seeing this sick bastard made her blood boil, yes at least there was one thing she believed in Liam's words, Steve O'Brien was his father and he was secretly working for the agency.

"The black ghoul" he adds in clarification.

"You say he's magnificent as if you created him," she said sternly.

Steve smirks broadly.

"How can a man like me birth such greatness, only God could claim that right," he said with shaky eyes.

Lorna blinks at his words.

"Tell me Lorna do you believe in gods? Supreme beings said to wield extraordinary power" he asked.

"I believe only what I see".

He ticks his tongue.

"Do you know sometimes god's appear in our image, secreting lying dominate waiting to awake and rule the world"

"I believe your ideology of gods is so messed up," Lorna said amused.

A loud burst of laughter escaped his lips.

"You really are an amusing woman Lorna Hart," he said smiling.

"I see why" he adds.

"A piece of advice" he states.

"Don't take your anxiety meds, try skipping a day" he said before walking right past her.

Lorna blinks puzzled at his words.

How the fuck does he know she took anxiety medication?