When we returned to Paris, I had asked Bentley if I could borrow his laptop to do some of my own research. He slid it over as he worked on my daggers.
I looked on every search engine but I saw no results for Quentin Lorian, even if I tried searching my mom's name, Florine Lorian. I tried just searching Lorian, but I just got news articles about the gang. I sighed, losing a little bit more hope. I then tried looking up Skylar Lorian, and I didn't exactly get what I expected to see.
Articles were everywhere about a successful idol, Katarina Lark. I think I've heard her music, but since Sly is almost always in shotgun, he was the one changing the channels. I clicked one of the suggested links, and I skimmed through it. She has already won several awards for her music, and she's a reknowned actress and dancer. Talk about triple kill.
"Who's that?" Bentley looked over for a split second before returning to the splayed out wires of my daggers.
"Some idol. She came up when I looked up my brother's name, but I don't know why..." but that was when I found my answer.
The article read: "In her speech, Lark had thanked her friend, family, as well as the production team behind all her music, especially her main manager, Skylar Mavis." Then as I continued scrolling, I almost stopped breathing upon seeing a picture of my brother. He was smiling, suited up, and arm in arm with Katarina Lark.
"Is everything okay, Marie?" Bentley piped up again, most likely noticing the look on my face.
"I don't know anymore," I wasn't sure if I was glad that he was still alive or hurt that he never answered my calls or kept me up to date with his well being. I continued looking at different articles for more answers.
Skylar was assigned to manage Katarina about 3 years ago. Before then he had always been an assistant manager to other idols and bands within the same studio. I clicked on different pictures of Skylar with not very well-known bands. I guess his placement with Katarina was just luck working on the studio's side. Now I guess was scrolling through pictures of Skylar with other staff members. He looked so happy. Why couldn't I be happy then?
There was an article that was accompanied by one the pictures I was looking at and I decided to read on. It seemed that everything for Skylar was just sucesss after success. He didn't need to hide on the other side of the law to do it, so why couldn't I? I shook the thought from my head. I'm happy with the gang. I'm happy to joke around with Murray in the van while Bentley was helping Sly on a heist. I'm happy to help Bentley with anything only we could understand. I'm happy with just being with Sly.
I wasn't really reading at this point, so I decided to turn off the laptop. However, before signing off I noticed a particular sentence.
"No doubt that Skylar and Katya Mavis made a great team back in 20XX, such as their work with..."
I stopped reading the rest of it. Skylar and Katya Mavis? They both have the surname Mavis? We don't have any close aunts, uncles, or cousins, in fact we don't have any as far as I know. I stood up abruptly.
"Marie? What's wrong?" I hadn't notice Sly or Murray enter the room, they were playing video games in the far corner.
"Would Skylar be too young to be married or...?"
Oh sh-Mirai Akemi