“Lennon trusted Daniel,” Colin snarled. “When we first met, she said he was like another brother, promising me he was a good guy and not to worry.” He dropped a few F bombs that I ignored. “I should never have trusted him.” He tsked, nostrils flaring, ready to go to war himself. “Daniel must really hate that he was the one who accidentally brought Lennon into my life.”

“What do you mean?” I asked as Izzy came up alongside Hudson, her curiosity piqued as well.

Colin glanced at the three of us standing opposite him, then focused squarely on me. “He was the one who told her about the chat room on the app to help her deal with her parent issues. Well, lack of them. He used it himself since his dad hadn’t been in his life.”

“His dad’s not listed on his birth certificate,” Izzy spoke up, keeping her tone soft. “No records of him. Do you know anything about his father? Did Lennon share anything since they had a friendship?”

Colin puffed out his cheeks, then let the breath go as he nodded. “His dad reached out to him around Christmastime. I guess he had an affair and wanted to keep Daniel a secret. His wife had passed away, though, so they began talking. From what Lennon shared, they haven’t met in person yet.”

“This can’t be a coincidence,” Izzy said. “What if Daniel’s father is League?”

Colin shook his head. “No, his dad’s not Irish.”

“You don’t have to be Irish. The League is all over Europe and Asia.” I tipped my head Dad’s way. “Your grandfather was part of The League in Italy. Sebastian’s sort of in charge of it all now, but that’s more of a recent development.”

“Think of it like a president over governors.” I supposed Izzy was trying to simplify this for Colin’s sake, but it was far more complicated than that. “They used to be more of a ‘Knights of the Round Table’ kind of organization, but it’s safe to say you could consider Sebastian the king.”

“Unofficially,” my father said at the tail end of a cough.

Colin raised his hand, and my dad cracked a smile at his sudden politeness in asking permission to speak.

I smirked and nodded the OK to talk.

“I’m only sixteen, so you know, forgive me, but this League-Alliance cyber wallet bullshit sounds like a ‘Thanos trying to get the Infinity Stones’ situation. In this case, let’s call Sebastian Iron Man and The League the Avengers. Are you suggesting someone on the Avengers wants to overthrow Iron Man, and they can do it if they have this wallet thingy?” Talking with his hands, Colin did a three-sixty, looking around at all of us.