Wednesday morning found Killian Jones nursing another bruise on his face. Graham had told him it was an accident during their fighting workshop the day before, but Killian knew better.
At least today was a simple sit behind a screen and stare kind of day. And he wasn't the only late one. While the small computer lab already had Graham and David, their pixie classmate was missing in action.
They had all gotten good hits on the others yesterday but no one was expecting the force behind Tink's punches.
Tink was outside the classroom, torn between going in or asking the young woman standing out if she was alright. The woman was pacing, obvious uncomfortable to enter the room. Why would she be? The guys in there were harmless for the most part. Didn't Bow and Arrow have strong capable people working here?
"Are you alright?" Tink decided to be the better person and ask.
The woman suddenly straightened up. "Yes, no. I just haven't seen him in years and he might still be mad at me that I just disappeared when he needed me."
"Who? Which guy?"
"David, he's my brother. Our other brother, his twin was killed and I disappeared. I left him all alone with no note or anything."
Ouch, that was a crappy sister move. Tink couldn't relate much, she only had nuns most of her life. "But he's your brother and families forgive each other. You're teaching the class?"
"Yes."
"Then let's not leave the students waiting." Tink opened the door, waiting.
Kathryn Nolan nodded and walked into the room, Tink following her. "Good morning, my name is Kathryn Nolan and I teach the agents at Bow and Arrow how to do research to find missing persons and any other useful information about targets." She locked eyes with a stunned David.
That was his older sister. Kathryn wasn't dead, she was alive and working for Bow and Arrow. He had been right; she was looking for their parents' killers. He was grateful and at a loss of words. So instead, he hugged her.
Kathryn froze for a second, but then returned it.
"Why didn't anyone tell me we can hug our coworkers?" Killian asked under his breath.
"You have done enough." Graham growled back. Maybe he hadn't hit him hard enough.
"Shut up the two of you, that's David's sister."
David finally pulled back, there were tears in his eyes. Kathryn was smiling at him. "David, I have a class to teach."
"Right." He sat down. He had to wait until later to tell Mary Margaret. Maybe they could all go out for dinner tonight or something.
"We live in a very digital world; our lives are the internet whether we know it or not. Sometimes we are putting our faces out there and sometimes we are in the background of someone's picture." She clicked the remote and the large screen showed four random pictures but after Kathryn zoomed in, there were Graham, David, Kilian and Tink.
They had no idea when these pictures were taken but that was clearly them.
"Now having name is only half the battle. Place of birth, parents, place of schooling, yes even a social security number is very helpful. You can track a person through loans, car payments and traffic tickets. If they spent time in the public eye, it makes them an easy target. Then there are the people who fly under the radar. I want you to find out everything you can about Regina McIntire and Blue. You have an hour."
The internet was quickly brought up. Regina was easy. She had run for office, served for a short time. David found some campaigning photos and spending's.
Killian went on the hutch of Regina's last name. He found out she owned a small apple farm in upstate New York. The pictures looked professional taken, the photographer was a person named Sherwood.
Graham knew what kind of car Regina drove and found her at all of their fundraisers. She was very involved in their community outreach programs.
Tink, however, took the hard road and decided to look up Blue. But she stopped short. "Kathryn, Blue isn't her legal name, is it?" Kathryn didn't confirm or deny her question. So Tink raked her brain to orientation. This organization was run with the Secretary of Defense. Maybe there was a connection there.
And there was, they could have been twins. Blue and Clarabelle were working together to protect the world. And they spent a lot of time at wine tastings.
The hour was over, the research they collected was enough. "Now what happens when you google yourselves?" Kathryn asked.
Killian knew that his club would come up, that was a no brainer. David knew his parents' and brother's obituary were on the internet along with his high school pictures. Graham wasn't sure, he and Amelia hadn't done anything worth noting. Tink was scared her name would come up with her collage wrong doings.
"We can make, if you so want, your darker chapters to disappear from the records."
"You can do that?" Tink.
Now Kathryn smiled at her. "We can do anything. Now spend the rest of the day doing research on your fellow recruits or even one of the directors. Being in an organization like this means you have to know who you are working with. You have to trust them."