Emily Piggot
"Yes?" I answer the phone.
"Carol Dallon is here. Should I let her in?"
"Hell no, let the dumb bitch stew for a little bit. Do I have any pending calls?"
"Well, uh, there is the principal of Arcadia on the line-"
"Perfect, patch him through." A couple seconds later a very stressed sounding man is patched through to me. Well tough luck asshole, we're all stressed today!
"D-d-director Piggot, what a lovely surprise! I thought I would be getting the deputy director like usual."
"He's
busy, what can I do for you?"
"Well as I'm sure you know, the issue of Taylor Hebert came up again today. She issued a complaint against another student and we have the video evidence to back it up, but..." I swear to God, the stupidity of bureaucrats.
"Sir, do you happen to know what happened to the last principal who screwed over Taylor Hebert when she was the victim?"
"No?"
"She's in jail awaiting trial on multiple felonies. Including bribery, child endangerment, and improper disposal of toxic waste."
"Uhh,"
"You see Taylor seems to have a habit of making PR
shit bombs that explode all over, and at the slightest provocation. I got hit, Shadow Stalker" the fucking psychopath. "Got hit, Winslow got hit, the McCormicks got hit, this 'newscasting' asshole got hit, and New Wave is
about to be hit. I would label her a Thinker if I didn't know what her power
actually is. And all this is secondary to the violence she can achieve under her own power.
"Listen. Has she ever shown any indication of being anything other than the shy little bookworm all your other reports paint her as?"
"Uh, no."
"Then I would say protect yourself, and your school, by following the letter of the law here."
"Yes ma'am!" And he hangs up. Thank God. For a second there I was afraid he was about to expel her over that stupid bounty in the name of protecting the students. I didn't even have to tell him the real reason I wanted her still in school. Which is to lock down a ridiculously versatile mover for seven hours every single school day. And who knows, she might actually get properly socialized in her time there! Weirder things have happened. Like Assault marrying Battery.
Another call comes in not ten seconds after that. This time from Deputy Director Rennick. I answer.
"Good news?"
"I'm afraid not. We've been denied WDGD access and nobody is coming to reinforce."
"What! What the fuck are they
thinking!? This asshole is a national threat! Now he finally overextends and we have a chance to nail him to the fucking wall and they don't wanna go for it?!"
"I don't even know anymore Emily." He wearily sighs.
"...We're being
sabotaged." I growl out.
"Possibly. I'm going to put out some more fires that have undoubtedly popped up."
"Make sure Armsmaster makes some more air gapped copies of those recordings. That dickhead already deleted the decoys on our servers."
"Will do." Click. I call up my secretary.
"Send Carol in."
Carol Dallon
"The Director will see you now." About time too. A standard power play to make me wait, but never one that stops being annoying. I walk through the door and stand in front of the Director's desk.
"Carol Dallon. Take a seat, we have something to discuss." I pointedly remain standing and look at the failure of a woman in front of me. Pallid skin and failing kidneys. She should've either retired long ago, or called on Amy to heal her by now.
"Be like that then. Me, and everybody with a brain really, noticed you sent out a statement suspiciously synchronized with the announcement made by The Instigator. Condemning the actions made by Taylor Hebert. Tell me, have you been in contact with the man himself?"
"I don't see how that's any business of yours."
"Believe me I wish it wasn't. The man is a politically motivated
worm and we finally caught him dead to rights in a lie. Here let me give you some reading material." As she hands me over a dossier. "We can't prove it in a court of law, but we've noticed a pattern of behavior from him. He shows up in town, starts pushing a narrative, usually a lot more subtly than this, and opinion starts turning against the PRT. In about half of such cases he starts coordinating with a local team or independent, and their star starts to rise. Then they falter or get involved in some controversy. And lo and behold, the Elite swoops in, totally coincidentally to pick up the pieces.
"The Nazis are bad enough Carol, I'd rather not have another out of town villain team put down roots in this city." I tighten my grip on the folder. I'm going to fucking
eviscerate the man once I find him.
"Was that everything?"
"Yes. Unless you had something to share that would make the investigation into The Instigator go any smoother."
"No I don't think I do. What are you going to be doing about the Undersiders? They're still a villain group."
"What
about the Undersiders? Aside from the recent unpleasantness, the only thing they've ever done is knock over gang establishments. The only reason they aren't a vigilante group is because of previous classifications. Nobody cares!"
"I see. I think I'll be leaving now." She makes no moves to stop me. Good. That's only led to shouting matches in the past. I will, of course, have to review the evidence she presented me, but I have no reason to doubt it. Not after that journalistic mousetrap that put all of New Wave in a tight spot. It is, of course, going to be just the thing to force me into opposing the Instigator. Entirely truthful as well. I hate that Piggot has such a good read on me.
I make it to the parking lot when my phone rings.
"Hello Carol."
"Yes? Who is this?"
"This is Taylor, and I believe your daughter just tried to have me arrested this morning." Ice runs through my veins.
"How did you get this number."
"Public directories. You would be absolutely
floored to find out how much information is just available to those who know how to look."
"And what the hell do you want?"
"I want you to tell me why I shouldn't press kidnapping charges on your daughter." Shit. We didn't know it was a setup at the time, but that's not something a jury might care about with all the public outcry surrounding Taylor here.
"You wouldn't. You just got cleared of a murder charge, you wouldn't jump straight to blackmail."
"I find I don't really give a shit about the legality of a situation when a rich asshole is using it as a shield from the consequences of their own actions. You see I was reading a legal ethics book a few days ago. It turns out it's a disbarrable offense to threaten a lawsuit, harass, or otherwise try to ruin somebody's life in retaliation for reporting a crime."
"Miss Hebert, blackmail is when you
don't report a crime in exchange for something. This is still illegal." And really stupid to boot.
"Yeah, I'm not talking about you. One of your coworkers, a Mr. Alan Barnes, threatened this the last time I tried reporting his daughter for stealing my shit. I want him gone from your firm in a week's time."
"Taylor I can't do that. He's under contract, he's... I don't have that
power." I may be a named partner, but he's a partner
and a divorce attorney. He's a sizable chunk of our income all on our own. Nobody will go for it.
"Ah, there is. 'Our goal being to spark a New Wave of accountability and moral standing amongst all the heroes in this country.' I guess I know where all that idealism and optimism ends. Right when it gets difficult for you personally. A hypocrite like all the others." That bitch! How dare she use our unmasking speech against me! Fleur fucking
died for that!! I feel a sparking on my hands. I force myself to calm down before I destroy my phone.
"You forget I came prepared for a little bit of inconvenient moral flexibility. Either your daughter pays for the crime she committed, probably on your orders, or the shit bag lawyer who threatened and coerced a formerly defenseless little girl gets fired. Your choice." My guts twist at the ultimatum. Despite my hard line on Taylor's crimes I was aware of the Shadow Stalker situation. Kind of hard not to be with that horrible video out there. I remember thinking that the whole story was either far worse or overblown compared to what was shown. This morning I thought it was overblown, now I'm thinking it's far worse.
"I'm going to need a majority partner vote to oust him. And they're going to need more than 'trust me bro' as a source for this. The reality of the situation will not conform to what you want it to be just because you're angry about it."
"Then pull his email history. I can
guarantee you'll find something you can take to the bar association." And she hangs up. Well shit. I guess I can send our tech support to go after that, but do I think they'll find anything? Let's see, what can I remember about the man in question? I remember him bragging to me he vouched for Shadow Stalker's character a few times. Well son of a bitch.
My phone rings again. I answer.
"Hello Carol this is Principal Danvers."
"Yes?"
"Well, there's no easy way to say this, but..."
"
Out with it man."
"We're going to have to expel your daughter."
AN: again guys I'm not a lawyer. I don't know if that's a disbarrable offense or not.
Also Taylor can't guarantee shit, she's just talking out her ass at the end there.