Aaron stared at the tablet, torn between shock and disbelief. Two images were frozen on the screen: one the Molly he’d started to trust and rely on, and the other a vigilante with a reputation for being dangerous and unpredictable. “It can’t be her,” he said.
“I didn’t believe it at first either,” Ivy said. She hunched her shoulders up and stared at the floor. “But you can see the resemblance when you’re looking for it. And the questions I asked her… They made her nervous, Aaron. You don’t need powers to see that.”