Madison sat in the library waiting for Q. She had to convince him.
The Book of Mugatu sat open on her lap. The man in the picture looked like an older version of Q. Maybe that would convince him.
Q entered his gait slow as if here were entering a lion's den. Maybe he was in some ways. His life was about to truly change.
“Sit."
“I'd rather stand."
“Then look at this," she said. She held out the book for him. The cover was reddish with no graphics on it.
He took it from her. His hands shook. “Who is this?"
“A picture of the chosen one. At least how a seer described him. Uncanny, isn't it?"
Q stared at the photo. He sat down on the closest couch. “Uncanny." He glanced up at her. “Did you know before you met me?"
She mulled over her answer. “That doesn't matter. What matters is that w
