[center][h1][b][color=AFFF33]Abel[/color][/b][/h1][/center] [color=AFFF33]"Talking?"[/color] William questioned as if that wasn't his initial purpose. [color=AFFF33]"Of course! We can have a nice casual conversation with your pal Johnny here still alive and well. A nice happy fairy tale ending where everyone benefits and no one loses a thing."[/color] He was speaking in a cheerful voice. It seemed to be quite the lucrative deal. This could be an in with the Gugliano family that can provide him resources to track down all sorts of people with powers. His voice then turned carefree. [color=AFFF33]"Yeah right. You must be quite the delusional guy. I'm surprised you can lead your little posse with that attitude."[/color] Far too carefree. A voice that seemed to be detached from reality and emotion itself. William's eyes were wide open like he couldn't believe what the person over the phone seemed to imply. [color=AFFF33]"I don't need you or your group. I'm going to use you until you dry up. Understand?"[/color] With those words he hung up his phone and instantly started going down the list of contacts. He was running his power at full force now. William blocked the cellphone's camera before picked a number randomly and called it on FaceTime. He heard a voice coming from it. "Johnny, what're you FaceTiming me for?" FaceTiming someone with their location on gave him the exact info he needed. He found what was most likely the location of the Gugliano gang and saved it to his personal phone before hanging up instantly. He took a deep breath before picking up the unconscious body and stripping the dud of a bomb from it. He carried it over his shoulders until he was outside of the building and dumped it up against the wall. [color=AFFF33]"Time to go pay them a visit myself. Time is of the essence after all."[/color] Before leaving the scene, he placed the phone right in Johnny's hand. [color=AFFF33]"I'm a kind guy who returns what he borrows."[/color] He lied as naturally as he breathed. He walked out off the unpopulated part of town and signaled a taxi in the more populated part. He flashed bills that didn't belong to him. His destination? A cafe in Watervale.