Capítulo 65: Chapter 65
Maxwell Lord sits in his isolation chamber, made of a glass-like substance that's not from this Earth. He is perhaps one of their most dangerous prisoners, so he gets the best of the best.
"Not to seem like I'm not delighted about having the first visitor in months that will look at me, let alone speak to me, but why are you ladies here? I know it can't be my roughish good looks."
Lena and Kara exchange a disgusted look that Maxwell pointedly ignores.
"It's certainly not your looks." Lena says but Maxwell pretends he doesn't hear that. "We want information on Cadmus."
"Cadmus?" Maxwell looks genuinely surprised for a second before a mad smile spreads across his face. "You want to take on Cadmus? Ha! You're crazier than I thought! So why me?"
"Every other Cadmus agent we've captured is useless." Lena answers.
"Of course they are, do you really think Cadmus would be stupid enough to send their smart people into the world? Those are all Cadmus' disposable people, the muscle it can easily replace."
"If you're so smart, why did you get sent back out into the world?" Lena asks him.
Maxwell scowls at the implication that he's not as smart as his overinflated ego says he is. "I'm a nobleman, not just a scientist. If I didn't keep up appearances, people would get suspicious."
"Suspiciously happy." Lena grumbles, making Kara stifle a giggle. "Will you give us information?"
Lena knows that really isn't the best way to interrogate someone, to ask for their assistance. But this is Maxwell Lord, as loathe as she is to admit it, he is smart. He would see through any attempts at deception, and would therefore trust them less than he already does.
"Not to you." Max answers, leaning against the back of his glass cage.
"But to someone, you will?" Lena prompts, recognizing his twisting of words.
He may be smart, but Lena will always be smarter. And more empathetic. In fact, Maxwell Lord is one of the very few people in the world that Lena Luthor is certain she's better than in almost every way. The things he's better at being boils down to being selfish and a douche.
Maxwell smirks. "You noticed that, huh? Perhaps you aren't as dumb as you look." Lena places a hand on Kara's arm to stop her from stepping forward to punch him. "Yes, I will talk to someone. But not you ladies."
"Then who?" Kara asks, clenching her fists.
"Why Alexandra, of course."
Lena pulls Kara from the room before she can do anything stupid, saying "we'll discuss this" over her shoulder.
When they're outside Max's prison's room, Kara breaks. She's so mad and frustrated that she's marching back and forth, speaking in a language that Lena assumes is Kryptonian, or rather Kryptonese, because Lena doesn't recognize any of the words said.
"Kara, honey." Lena speaks softly. She doesn't wanting to startle her or reach out to touch her. She's never seen her girlfriend in this state and doesn't want to touch her without her consent. "Darling."
That nickname snaps her out of it slightly and she stands in place, eyes full of rage but her face is blank. Kara clenches her fists and Lena doesn't flinch when her eyes glow red like she's holding back hear vision.
"Darling, listen to me please. Listen to my voice. Focus on me. You need to calm down, sweetie." Lena urges, keeping her voice gentle. "Can you unclench your hands for me?"
Slowly, Kara's fingers relax and come out of a tight fist.
"That's good, darling. You're doing great. Can you work on your heat vision, love? Your eyes are glowing." Lena points out gently.
Kara blinks a couple of times, her eyes still glowing red and looking like a vengeful goddess. She reaches out one shaking hand and Lena entwines their fingers. Kara's lips twitch up into a small smile and she takes a deep breath, squeezing Lena's hand slightly. She blinks again and the redness fades slightly so her pupils are visible, but her eyes are still glowing with barely restrained energy.
It's then that Lena realizes that Kara is carefully avoiding looking at her. "Look at me, please. Kara."
It's at the unexpected sound of her own name that Kara's eyes snap over to hers, then immediately focus above her.
"I'm not afraid, Kara. I know you can control yourself. Look at me please."
Kara's eyes slowly lower until they're on Lena's face again. Kara smiles softly and the last of the glowing fades. Lena smiles proudly and carefully lifts her girlfriend's hand to her lips. She kisses the back of her hand and grins at how her girlfriend's cheeks warm.
"You did wonderful. Talk to me, darling."
Kara takes a deep breath. "He doesn't care about her. Alex," she clarifies. "He doesn't even care enough to call her by the name she prefers. I don't know what he's planning on talking about with her, but it won't be good."
"It's still her decision, darling, whether to go talk to him or not." Lena reminds her, squeezing Kara's hand.
"But you know what she'll decide! She'll want to talk to him!"
"I didn't say I liked our options, love. I just have to respect her decision. If nothing else, we can always take him to an interrogation room and watch from behind the glass."
"And have him out of his fishbowl? No way." Kara shakes her head vehemently.
"It won't be our choice, love. And remember, your sister is more than capable of taking a hundred Maxwell Lords down. She'll be okay." Lena says.
"It's not that I'm worried about. Well, that too but I'm worried about his manipulation." Kara admits, biting her lower lip.
"She's a Knight and works for the DEO, love. She's trained in the art of manipulation and exploitation. She will be okay." Lena says.
Kara lets out a breath, not really believing that but not denying it. They start walking and make their way to Alex's lab. Alex rushes over as soon as the door opens, having seen them approach through the glass that is the walls of her lab. Maggie's only a few steps behind her, worried about the girl she's beginning to see as a little sister.
"Kara? Are you okay? What's wrong?" She asks urgently.
"We, um. We went to speak to Maxwell Lord."
"Oh, that motherfuc-" Alex cuts herself off and rolls up her sleeves like she's ready to punch him in the face. "What did that asshat do this time?"
Lena goes over their conversation with him.
Maggie scoffs. "What a..." She trails off, looking at Kara. "He can't even get her name right."
Kara nods. "You're not going to talk to him, right? Alex?"
"I am." Alex says, to the surprise of no one. "If there's just a chance that he can tell us what Cadmus is planning, then it's worth it. We need to know. I'll take him to an interrogation room and get it out of him."
"You know he will not be doing this for free. He wants something." Lena warns.
"I know. I just hope it's something I'm willing to give. Like a punch in the nose."
"I don't like the idea of you being in a room alone with him." Kara says.
"I won't be alone." Alex replies, receiving three pairs of confused eyes. "I'm bringing Maggie with me. He never specified that I have to be alone, right?"
"That's right." Lena confirms, a small smile forming on her face.
"Okay, so here's the plan. Lena, Maggie, and I will wait behind the tinted glass for Kara to escort Max in. Kara, cuff him to the table. There's a chain to attach him to it hanging from the bottom. And I don't care if he's uncomfortable. Kara, you'll then come behind the glass with us and we'll observe him for a little bit before Maggie and I walk in. Got it?"
"Got it," the others confirm.
"Is there anything we can do to help?" Vasquez asks from where they and Winn have been working.
"Yes, actually. Can you make the room too hot or too cold? I want him uncomfortable."
"Yeah we can." Winn confirms, high fiving Vasquez. "Hey, do you think we should nail down the table too?" He asks as the both of them rush out the door.
"If he tries to get up without being released, he'll smack right back down." Vasquez laughs. "I would pay to see that."
"Kara, go get Max. Escort him, but maybe have a guard lead him." Alex says.
Kara nods and kisses her sister's cheek. "Okay. I love you, sis."
"Love you too."
Kara walks away at a normal human pace, wanting to give Vasquez and Winn time to rig up the room. She goes over to the nearest agent/knight.
"Pardon me, but can you come with me please? I would like your help moving a prisoner to an interrogation room."
The person stands and Kara notes the patch on their uniform. So they're an agent. "Yes ma'am, of course. Which prisoner?"
They start walking and Kara answers. "Maxwell Lord."
The agent grimaces and nods.
Next chapter, Sanvers vs. Maxwell Lord interrogation, who will outsmart the other? ;) Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!
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