![]() There’s a detective in diamond city, Detective Nick Valentine. “That’s why I’m enlisting the help of someone from outside the Brotherhood. I know the brotherhood is at war and I am grateful for all the efforts but my sister, my Hansika, can not wait any longer.,”Īshia weeped, tears rolled down her cheeks as she spoke. My parents and family are on their way over from London but they won’t even be able to put their eldest daughter to rest. “My sister has been on Ice for 3 weeks now and she can’t be cremated till we get her back. Suddenly tears welled up in Ashia’s rusty brown eyes, her bottom lip trembling. Maxson huffed, a hard edge steeling his vice. “I don’t Know Scribe but in case you forgot, we are not here for pleasure! I am sparing as many of my people as I can to your sisters case and they are doing their best with what they can. ![]() “And when will that be? Another 3 weeks? 3 months? 3 YEARS?”Īshia snapped, spinning around on her heels and looking Maxson In The eye. “We don’t know that for a fact Ashia, so until we know for certain-“ Maxson said and looked out his window t the base below, her words clearly weighing heavy on his mind. Maxson said strongly, before getting to his feet and walking over to where Ashia stood.Īshia said in a cold, soft voice with her back to him. This murder is one of our own, in our own home.” This isn’t just another causality in this war, believe me. “Your sister’s murder is a tragedy for us all scribe. However What is a mystery is who killed her!”Īshia snapped back, putting her other hand on the elders desk so she could lean in before jerking herself away. “You mean her murder? Because that’s what happened to her! She was murdered! In cold blood! Right here on this very fucking base! She was fucking mutilated and disposed of like trash! Her death is not a ducking mystery, sir. “Scribe Sumari please calm down, I understand you’re upset and rightfully so but My troops have been doing their best to get to the heart of your sister’s death. “It’s been 3 weeks Elder! 3 Long Goddamned weeks! And Nothing!!Not one god damned thing has been found! 3 weeks!”Īshia cried, her face turning red in frustration as she slammed her hand down the Young Elder’s Desk where he sat pouring over files and blueprints.
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