07-14-2016, 03:45 PM
Martin was thankful that Cross didn't interrupt. He was aware of her standing there waiting. The little whelp had killed Giordano Pirozzi. One of the few marks that had gotten away. And with her stupid little pointy stick. He was fuming but he wasn't about to let it show. He didn't bother opening the second folder. He would make her speak it so he could catch her in a lie. Ascendancy!
Martin closed Pirozzi's file and lifted it off the desk and pushed it towards Cross. Let the American see what lies hidden amongst the Vatican floor for all these years. "It seems you are more than capable of the impossible lately. The blight that was your father is gone from this earth, as you should be. But I still have a use for your ability. Tell me, Little Song, is Ascendancy next on your list?"
He could feel the hatred dripping from his words even the use of Father Dimitri's pet name for her spurned her very existence.
Martin closed Pirozzi's file and lifted it off the desk and pushed it towards Cross. Let the American see what lies hidden amongst the Vatican floor for all these years. "It seems you are more than capable of the impossible lately. The blight that was your father is gone from this earth, as you should be. But I still have a use for your ability. Tell me, Little Song, is Ascendancy next on your list?"
He could feel the hatred dripping from his words even the use of Father Dimitri's pet name for her spurned her very existence.