"Lucas... is it possible he wasn't only training us but them as well?" Duo asked Michael quietly, "Now, I finally understand what Lucas meant when he said that the theft of paintings was the most trivial."
For some reason, knowing this truth, Duo felt gratitude towards Lucas.
Gratitude for never leading them into the abyss.
"Miss Duo, are you at home now?" Michael asked from the other end of the line.
"I..." Duo was about to tell Michael about a significant discovery she'd made when she suddenly sensed a strong gust of wind behind her head.
Instinctively, she dodged aside.
However, her phone was kicked out of her hand and flung against the wall.
Without time to look at her attacker, she thought only of retrieving her phone.
"Miss Duo! What's wrong, Miss Duo? What's happening on your end?" Michael's voice echoed from her phone.
Just as Duo was about to reach for her phone, a foot stomped on it before she could. Accompanied by a cracking sound, her phone was shattered.
