Haleigh said:
"Oh REALLY? 'gosh, I dunno why you guys don't believe me, I'm just a regular guy trying to track down the woman who had my girlfriend killed.' THAT wasn't a total fabrication of LIES?"
Maxim smiled at her, slightly amused.
“
I never said Bianca killed my girlfriend – I said she destroyed her life. And she did. You’ve said so yourself.”
His smile fell.
“Though from what I heard back there, Delilah did, in fact, die.”
He exhaled sharply.
“I didn’t want her to get another chance at all of you – when Delilah might get caught in the crossfire. I knew if I told you who I was really following you would never let it go. And then Delilah will be guilty by association.”
Haleigh said:
"Bishop, HOW were you tracking Ceasul?"
He gave a half laugh.
“The old fashioned way. Like I said, I’ve gotten close to her. I followed her movements. I’ve had lots of practice tracking people, as you know.”
Haleigh said:
"Oh fucking hell no. We're not sending Delilah in there alone, just because you don't know anyone who can get past security systems and personnel. And even if I did NOT exist as the answer to all technical support questions ON PLANET EARTH, if Bianca was HERE for a week, moving shit around and annoying the piss out of everyone and generally being a creeper of the highest order, then she HAD to have seen Delilah, and will know that she's with us. “
Bishop sighed, slightly exasperated.
“Haleigh. If it were JUST security systems I’d already have what was in that safe. This is special. It’s not the kind of thing you use to keep spare cash and your jewelry in. A living person cannot get anywhere NEAR that safe without setting it off. We need Delilah’s powers to reroute the laser sensors. For fuck’s sake, if I could send YOU in there instead of her, don’t you think I would?”
He made eye contact with Nicolas. He was the logical one, Bishop was sure, and also the most protective. He hoped at least HE would understand.
“From what I’ve heard, Delilah hasn’t been spending much time out of her room these days. And she won’t
be alone.
I would be with her. If she gets made, I’d pull her out immediately.”
Alison lit into him, but it didn’t bother him, because for the most part she was right.
“Back then I saw everything in black and white, and that’s not how the world works. I was wrong about everything, and I know that now. That’s why it was so important to me to try and fix this. Alison, I don’t live in your world. You are the first mutants I’ve ever come into contact with. I spent my time going after mostly career criminals, mafia and drug dealers – people like those who killed my wife and children. But I saw what happened in that cathedral in New York City and all I saw was the fact that I had kept the person who did that alive. I didn’t know the reasons behind it.”
He stood up slowly.
“I am not innocent, by no means. I am a murderer, and I WILL burn in hell for it. But there are people out there who need to be punished for what they’ve done – done to innocent people and families who didn’t deserve what these criminals did to them for their own greed.
Someone needs to do what the law cannot. Delilah disagrees with me, but I think you’re the type of person who does what needs to be done even if it’s not the ‘right’ thing. I was wrong about you and your team, but that doesn’t change what happened, and I know that. But as god as my witness, I will not allow anything to happen to Delilah as long as I live. People like her are the reason we sacrifice our souls to do what we do.”
The others decided to go off and discuss him. They used the same trick with the forcefield on the door again.
He looked around the room and then sat down heavily into the chair.
"Well this is just great."