Kaine's phone buzzed as he and Marcus descended the fire escape. Gwen's name lit up the screen.
"Hey," he answered, dropping silently to the alley below.
"Where are you? I can hear wind. Are you out on patrol?"
"Just getting some air on the roof. Can't sleep." The lie came easily. "Why?"
"Thought I might tag along tonight. I'm bored that's all,"
"Not tonight, Patricia. I'm staying in. Need to process everything that happened."
"Are you sure? I could use the distraction."
"Trust me, you need rest more than distraction. Get some sleep."
A pause. "Alright. But tomorrow night, I'm coming with you whether you like it or not."
"We'll see."
He ended the call and pocketed the phone. Marcus stood waiting, his pale eyes reflecting the streetlight.
"Let's go," Kaine said. "Time to track down our wayward family member."
Kaine was going to go back to where this all started. The cemetery.
