Just for the fun of it

Hugo lingered in the room even after Penny left. He lay on the floor, arms and legs spread out, eyes fixed on the ceiling. When he lifted his head and glanced at the board he had worked on, he hissed and shut his eyes again.

"What a headache, indeed," he muttered, thinking about all the connections. Although he had a theory about the drugs, there were still too many unanswered questions. He might've told Penny not to include the baby swap and Charles's incident from decades ago, but that didn't mean he was disregarding them.

After all, they believed everything started with Charles. Even Charles himself believed that, warning them that certain people were beyond even the government's reach. Not because the government was afraid, but because meddling would risk innocent lives.

"What a real headache," he whispered. "I don't want to think anymore. This is more complicated than when I was in the combat zone."