Ash stared at everyone as his mind worked in overdrive to connect the pieces. He might have just figured out why Scarlet had left when she did, and it may have even been connected to the French group, and possibly even Carter and the whole plan to overthrow Bubbles, and holy f**k. He had no proof; he knew his memories were hazy, so what he remembered about that night might not have been the truth, but there seemed to be too many coincidences for there not to be.
He had to tell Bubbles, but once again, he had no proof, so what could he say? Just trust me. Bubbles wouldn’t work with him on a hunch he may have had. He knew he would need concrete proof, but if what he was thinking was correct, then Carter would be making a move, and he would be doing it soon.
So, he stood up, ignoring the lo
