CAPTIVE SINS
"That bastard is not just connected to this. He is running it. He is the center of it."
"Which means joining his circle was either the best decision you have ever made," Xavier said, "or the last one."
"Oh come on, I need to capture this moment," a voice said from somewhere behind them.
They both turned.
Natasha was standing at the edge of the dining room with her phone raised, her face bright with barely contained laughter, clearly having walked in on whatever expression the two of them had been wearing during that last exchange. She giggled properly, the kind that started small and built.