The news was supposed to be something worth celebrating, but Irene found it implausible when she thought about it.
After all, James had yet to catch on to the trail of that gang—how would they apprehend them so quickly?
She called Isaac's number then, and he answered soon enough.
"Did you get the gang who hurt Erin?" she asked immediately.
"You saw the news?"
"Yeah. Did you really get them? That was fast…"
So fast that she found it unbelievable.
"That's because it's fake," Isaac explained patiently. "We're not going to get them when they're in hiding, which is why we're putting up the fake news that we got them. Once they see it, they'd think—"
"Got it." Irene was quick enough to catch on. "They'd think that we got the wrong perps and be less wary since there are people to take the fall for them. They would come out of their holes, and we can get them when they do."
"Exactly," Isaac said, then asked, "Did you call me just for that?"
Irene wanted to ask him to help with Professor Lowe's honey-trap issue, but she did not want him to get distracted now that he was busy with apprehending that gang.
"Yeah. I saw the news, so I thought I should ask you what's going on. I won't bother you now since it's just your trap," she said, and hung up.
She remained still before the window, phone in hand.
It seems that she could only depend on herself from here on out.
Finn made his way toward her then. "Director? Did Professor Lowe say no?"
Irene turned to look at him. "No."
"Well, why the sour face?" Finn asked.
"Just get back to work," Irene said, since she did not have the time to explain, heading straight into the conference room.
"Do you have a solution?" Professor Lowe asked right then.
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