The Legion of Nothing Gathering: Part 3

Two of Night Wolf’s grandchildren ca in through one of the tunnel entrances.

Daniel turned around and checked his cell phone. “You’re on ti. Hi Travis.”

Travis held the tal door open, waiting for a mont as his sister Haley stepped through. He closed it as casually as I do when I’m wearing the suit. Travis stood about six foot eight and had the musculature of a body builder.

Haley was a foot and a half shorter.

Both of them wore dark gray costus modeled on their grandfather’s and had the sa black hair.

It amused . Night Wolf’s whole shtick was being a nocturnal predator. He would step out of the darkness and lay them on the ground before anyone knew he was there.

I found it hard to imagine darkness big enough for Travis to hide in. By contrast, Haley could definitely hide, but being barely over five feet tall, how hard she could hit?

As Travis started to talk to Daniel and Cassie stepped over to Haley , I remarked to Jaclyn, “We’ve only got Marcus and Vaughn to go. And Marcus is in the tunnels.”

“Where’s Vaughn?” Jaclyn said.

“I’ve no idea. He hasn’t been in school since Tuesday so that’s two… no, three days. He was looking really tired after the uh… incident. So he’s probably at ho.”

I’d called his house (his parents still haven’t given him back his cell phone), but only got his mom. She’d told he was sleeping, and, she may have been telling the truth. Cassie had said she’d try to talk to him in person, but she’d never told if she had.

“Well,” Jaclyn said, “I’m not running this, but if I were, I’d say let’s start the second Marcus steps inside. Like how about now?”

“Is Marcus here already?” I checked the monitor. The tunnels were empty.

“Behind you,” Marcus said.

Marcus is the son of one of Jaclyn’s aunts and one of Travis and Haley’s uncles—which makes him the grandson of both C/Hotfoot and Night Wolf.

I turned around.

Marcus is about my height, has curly hair, light brown skin and wore black sweats.

“I know Daniel said we should co in costu, but I don’t have a costu. So I ca in this…” He waved his hand toward his body.

“Fine with ,” I said.

Daniel was the one who’d thought costus were a good idea. “People need to see things,” he’d said. “If we get them into costu, putting together a team will be easier to imagine.”

All I cared about was that people ca through the secret entrances so they wouldn’t be seen. We’d discussed it Tuesday night in a seemingly endless three way instant ssaging session. Getting together tonight was step one of the plan.

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While Marcus and Jaclyn talked, I leaned over and tapped Cassie on the shoulder. “Did you ever talk to Vaughn?”

“A little,” Cassie said, stepping away from Haley, Travis and Daniel. “It went wrong. All wrong.”

“What happened?”

“You know how Vaughn’s parents have decided to protect him from ever doing anything wrong again and took away his cell phone and his bank account and his car?”

“Yeah?”

Cassie sat down on the command console next to the monitor I’d been sitting in front of.

“I called Vaughn’s house and got his mom on Tuesday night—you know, just to see if he was available tonight and his mom answered. I left a ssage to call , but he didn’t. So I called back on Thursday and his mom answered again. Only this ti she told I was a bad influence and not to call back. Then she hung up on . Seriously, what the hell is going on with that?”

Cassie rolled her eyes and then grinned at . Everyone else had stopped talking.

“I’m standing there with my phone in my hand and I’m pissed. I did drop him off after a party once last year, but it’s not like I made him get drunk. I took away his keys that night. And anyway, all I wanted was for him to answer one very simple question. So, screw it, I decided, I’m breaking into Fortress Mom.”

“Uh… wow,” I said.

Travis snorted.

“I grabbed one of Dad’s old utility belts and drove over. I jumped over the fence and then went to the side of the house where Vaughn’s room is—except his room is on the second story. So I threw up the grappling hook and it caught. After that it was easy. I just crawled up the side of the house.”

I glanced over at Daniel. He had an extrely blank facial expression.

Cassie continued, “I knocked on Vaughn’s window and you should have seen the look on his face. He opened it and I’m hanging there on a rope. I started to tell him about the eting while I was stepping inside, but we didn’t get very far. His mom opened the bedroom door and started shouting at . I jumped out the window, yanked the grappling hook until I dislodged it and ran back to the car.”

“I may have missed it,” I said, “but is Vaughn coming or not?”

“I told him about the eting,” Cassie said, “but your guess is as good as mine.”