36. A Vision in Purple

~ ENRIQUE ~

I change into grey pants and a plain white shirt for dinner. Pushing my sleeves, I adjust the straps to my prosthetic, switching the battery on, and flex the robotic limb.

It’s black, with some movement, I don’t tend to use this one often, even if the movements are better, it draws more attention and although I don’t care what people think of me, it’s when they ask what happened that irks me.

Luis knows enough, but the way his daughter doesn’t know when and how to shut up, I have a feeling we’ll be facing a lot of stupid questions.

Putting on my belt, I walk to my office, drop into the seat and look at the files regarding the mysterious attacks and the images of the dead bodies.

What are you?

The summit is in under two weeks, before then I need to see what this might be. Even if it means diving beneath the surface of the waters to find the source…

Standing up, I walk over to the shelf and take down the wooden box that contains the crystal necklace and look at it. The