Rivals (Page 20)
It's official, Maggie thought, staring at her face in a gas station restroom mirror.
You're a villain.
"What a stupid thing to think," she told herself. But it was getting harder to deny. She'd stolen food that morning. She'd been so hungry she hadn't even thought about it. Just walked into a bakery, asked for a half dozen croissants, and then refused to pay once the clerk handed them over.
A kid about Brent's age had been standing by the door, sweeping dust out into the street. He'd had freckles, she remembered, and he was wearing a really stupid paper hat. He tried to stop her. Told her she was a thief.
With the door clear, she just walked out and down the street an no one tried to stop her at all. And the croissants tasted so good.
Of course, anything will taste fantastic when you haven't eaten in days.
Maggie washed out her field hockey uniform in the sink with some of the nasty pink soap from the dispenser. She used some more of it to scrub under her armpits and wash her face. There wasn't much she could do about her hair - the soap would just make it more tangled and nasty, so she left it. God, what she wouldn't give for a shower. And her own bed. She'd been sleeping in the bus station with all the other homeless people and it was getting very old.
She was glad Mandy was okay. Apparently she was still in the hospital but would make a full recovery. Maggie told herself over and over she was glad for that. Even though there had been a moment there, after Mandy told her she wouldn't keep her promise, when Maggie could have - she might have -
It wasn't worth thinking about what she might have done. The things she had done were bad enough.
There'd been nothing in the papers about Maggie so far, which she figured was something Special Agent Weathers must have arranged. She was kind of grateful to him for that. She did know the police were looking for her. Twice so far a cop had seen her on the street and shouted for her to freeze, but both times she'd just jumped up onto the rooftops and gotten away without any problems.
Maggie needed a change of clothes. She needed money. And she needed to get out of town.
None of that should be too hard, she thought, for a notorious supervillain.