“No,” the Enigma answered. “It’s Sam Griffin.”
“Why would Sam Griffin be here?” Tania asked as she looked out the window.
“He probably followed us here,” Dafoanairi said, “as we were going along the ground.””
“I can think of one reason,” Tania said.
‘That she’s guessing that either of us is Sandi,’ Dafoanairi thought. ‘It was going to happen sooner or later.’
“That’s probably not it,” the Enigma responded, although her voice wavered a bit.
“We’ll let’s see what he’s up to,” Tania said.
Sam saw Sandi and Daria as their vigilante alter egos come down from the roof with Tania. “You’re recruiting Tania?” he asked.
“No,” Dafoanairi answered. “She’s an ally.”
“I don’t want to be a vigilante,” Tania said. “I just investigate with them sometimes.”
“Sounds like you’re into it,” Sam said.
“I’m not into it. If I was, I would have been wearing a disguise on the roof as well,” Tania said.
“She isn’t a seventh vigilante,” the Enigma said.
“Oh yeah, the Violet Force is the sixth,” Sam murmured, barely remembering to use his mother’s moniker.
“Why are you here?” Dafoanairi asked.
“I wanted to ask something,” Sam answered.
“What about?” Dafoanairi asked.
“What’s going on. The middle school has the favorite animal fad too,” Sam replied.
“Is that all?” the Enigma responded in an irritated tone.
“My sister didn’t help much,” Sam said.
‘I didn’t,’ the Enigma thought. ‘I was still being selfish. I’m still ‘Linda’s mini me’ in that respect.’
“I’m sure she’ll make it up somehow,” Dafoanairi said with a quick glance in the Enigma’s direction.
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