When kidnappings become more frequent in Raven Brooks, Maritza Esposito has her time to shine on this investigation. Only she discovers some things that will stay in her memory for the rest of her life.
Trinity: "Well I should after the stunt you did back there."
Maritza: "Look, I promise things will be different the next time."
Trinity: "Well, it's good we've gotten the blueprints to the place. Hopefully, the guy doesn't change up the place too much when we enter back."
Maritza: "Shoot, I didn't thought of that. It's like "No Dues to Date" after this."
Trinity: "What-"
Maritza: "Back then I used to watch this show all the time. Forgot all about it."
As Maritza was about to leave her room, she opens her drawer and holds her device, looking very determined.
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Maritza: "Time for me to get some luck around here."
Trinity: "Mari, you are aware how dangerous things would get if anything happened to that device or if you lost it."
Maritza: "Oh don't worry, I've been bringing this thing with me for quite a while now. I think we'll be safe. Though I do worry about the others."
Trinity: "Come again?"
Maritza: "A while back, Delroy mentioned that there were more of these devices around the area so he had to bury them to prevent any shady folks from getting ahold of them."
Trinity: "If someone were to dig up the land or if some earthquake were to happen, resulting in those devices getting damaged, I wouldn't want to imagine the intense level of misfortune this town would suffer."
Hearing that shakes up Maritza inside and out.
Maritza: "Y-you know, I actually never thought about...I gotta tell Delroy about this."
Trinity: "Good idea."
At the Enigma''s factory, Mazel and Ms. Riddle were hard at work sorting out numerous amounts of cargo the Enigma had collected. From huge boxes of junk and spare parts, to tanks of oil and fuel blocking up the areas of the place.
Ms. Riddle: "I wouldn't be able to title it. You after the rampage I had last night."
Mazel: "Well you should think on that after the way how you'd behaved."
Ms. Riddle: "Ok, I know this will be difficult to hear - but maybe you're just really, really wrong?
Mazel ignores Ms. Riddle and focused on reorganizing the cargo. Ms. Riddle opens up a tank of oil and inspects the tank then huffs in the fossilized fuel.
