33 Apocolypse Ave, Early Saturday Morning

Current circumstances meant Isabel had developed a new habit, grabbing her phone from the nightstand and checking for messages before she'd even gotten out of bed. Now that Parker was in Fandom, she didn't expect many more messages. This morning she was wrong.

The first message made Isabel laugh. She remembered Cuban Pete.

The second...not so much with the laughing there

Isabel wasn't surprised when she tried to call back and the call didn't go through.

This was not going to be a good day.