Helena sighed. “There’s nothing to talk about,” she said softly. “I’m just Helena,” she said softly. “I don’t hurt people when I’m just Helena.”
“It’s when you’re not just Helena that I’m concerned about. What are those diagrams of?” Cisco said, sitting on the bed beside the woman. “Who is your next target? I know that vigilantes a;ways have a target in their crosshairs, even if its a ways away.”
