"Is that why you visited Franklin Brown? To get information on the siblings?" Wilson asked, now realizing his brother's reasons.
"It was a waste of time anyways. Nothing useful came from that bastard" Wilson replied. He dropped down the pen he wrote with, adjusted the lights on his reading table, before turning to face his curious brother. "He wants to trade the information for his freedom" He added.
Charles bit his lips mildly, his lack of information clearly getting the better of him. He might be the strong brother, but Wilson clearly outmatched him in the battle of intellect. He had stayed only a week with Justin and had been able to come forth with a more logical conclusion on what Justin's ability might be. Something King had failed to do despite going through the man's memories.
"How does it work, this ability? What do you think triggers it?" Charles asked for more clarification.
