09-23-2015, 03:31 PM
Jacinda turned to look at Barovsky, puzzled. Was he serious? "Why the hell would I stay to explain this to the cops?"
The question seemed strange. Maybe being a hunter in the CCD really was different than being a hunter in America. That had to be the only explanation.
The guy was pissed and Jacinda couldn't help but laugh. "This guy worked for one of the big crime families no? A lieutenant or something? You don't get there without doing shady things and pissing a lot of people off. Or without a record with multiple 'suspicious deaths' in the margins."
She looked to Gunnar, who's face was impassive. She winked at him and then looked back at Barovsky's angry face. "Add to that the fact that this little douche put the family he worked for in the cross-hairs by attacking an unarmed cop in broad daylight and killing a bunch of civilians. He was on the run for a reason. His own people weren't helping him. Very likely THEY were pissed at him for all that. The guy was desperate."
"So, what? The police finally get called out because whoever lives here comes home to find a body? Or barring, that the smell finally causes the neighbors to complain? And then they find the guy who attacked one of their own, murdered all kinds of people in the market and elsewhere, dead with a knife in his back? The suspect list will be a mile long! Do you think they will give two shits about which of them offed this guy that they very likely themselves woulda killed in the arrest?"
She laughed to show what she thought of that. "No one's getting burned on this. We did it clean and with no casualties and no attention."
She kicked the body lightly at the shoulder. "Well cept for this guy,"
she laughed.
The question seemed strange. Maybe being a hunter in the CCD really was different than being a hunter in America. That had to be the only explanation.
The guy was pissed and Jacinda couldn't help but laugh. "This guy worked for one of the big crime families no? A lieutenant or something? You don't get there without doing shady things and pissing a lot of people off. Or without a record with multiple 'suspicious deaths' in the margins."
She looked to Gunnar, who's face was impassive. She winked at him and then looked back at Barovsky's angry face. "Add to that the fact that this little douche put the family he worked for in the cross-hairs by attacking an unarmed cop in broad daylight and killing a bunch of civilians. He was on the run for a reason. His own people weren't helping him. Very likely THEY were pissed at him for all that. The guy was desperate."
"So, what? The police finally get called out because whoever lives here comes home to find a body? Or barring, that the smell finally causes the neighbors to complain? And then they find the guy who attacked one of their own, murdered all kinds of people in the market and elsewhere, dead with a knife in his back? The suspect list will be a mile long! Do you think they will give two shits about which of them offed this guy that they very likely themselves woulda killed in the arrest?"
She laughed to show what she thought of that. "No one's getting burned on this. We did it clean and with no casualties and no attention."
She kicked the body lightly at the shoulder. "Well cept for this guy,"
she laughed.