Secrets and rain

It really does rain a lot here, Dolores said and faced the masked stranger.
It does, came the solemn reply. And when it does, it pours
So it is you. Irodion?He had said the right words, the code from way back. Still, life had taught her to trust no one, and she was hesitant even with this old childhood friend. The man they had all assumed being dead. However he had 'just' been deformed beyond recognition and would not survive outside his suit.

Yes, it's me, DiscoDolly and wasn't there a slight try at laughter in the strained, electronic voice. And Dolores smiled back in relief. No one had called her DiscoDolly for years and years. This really was Iridion. And she had to fight the tears from moistening her eyes. Instead she picked up the information downloaded into the biochip in her right pinky finger.
Jamal said that you were the only one in New Gotham who I could really really trust. Take care of this for me. It's the final proof that Prime Minister Giacobi was the man who ordered the murder of Queen Lathona Make sure it hits the air. And remember, so many people have died over this so be careful.

Why couldn't Jamal make it? Irodion asked.
He didn't make it. They got to him too, Dolores said, and watched his shoulders slump. But then he had already mailed it to me.

So many dead. Carys Giacobi really had her tentacles everywhere, cleaning up every track. Disposing of those who knew too much. Dolores could only hope they didn't get to Irodion before he could televise this. Honestly, that they didn't get to Irodion at all. Dolores wasn't sure she could stand another death. Especially not since it was her sister who was behind it all...

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