"I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see it's path. Where the fear has will be nothing. Only I will remain." -Frank Herbert
"Ten victims, all varying in age and race. From middle class, to lower class, from blue- collar, to white- collar." Bao said as Kuro, Kyoya, and Chris walked up, "Mind me asking what the hell Monroe's motive is?"
"Fear." Kuro said.
"Or he's distracting us from something bigger." Kyoya said, nonchalantly.
Kuro gave him a stern stare, and Kyoya held his hands up in surrender, "Bao asked."
"Bao, does anyone know where the shots came from?" Chris asked.
"No. Apparently, no one heard the shots. My guess is he had a silencer." Bao said.
"Okay, first vic?" Chris asked.
"Over here, on the bench." Bao said, walking away from the group of four, "He was sitting down, when he got shot through the front."
"Height?" Chris asked.
"Uh, 5' 10, standing."
"That's about how tall you are, right?" Chris asked.
Bao blinked, before sighing and sitting down.
"Let's see..." Chris mused, "Shot in the center of the forehead, which would mean..." Chris' eyes trailed an invisible line, up to the roof of a building nearly five hundred yards away.
"You're kidding me, right?" Kuro asked.
"No." Chris said, "Longest sniper shot recorded is 2, 657 yards."
Kuro raised her eyebrows, before sighing, "Well, guess we better go see if that's actually where Monroe staked out."
"Ugh, do not ask me to look down from this height- please." Bao said, standing near the door to the roof.
"Fine, scaredy cat." Kuro smirked, ignoring the glare she got as she followed Chris, where he was kneeling near the very edge of the building, "Find something?"
"Yeah, a flashburn." Chris pointed, "Consistent with the type of gun Monroe uses."
Kuro sighed, "Please tell me it isn't gonna be the east coast shootings all over again."
"Don't know." Chris said.
At that moment, Kuro, Kyoya's, and Bao's phone began ringing off the hook.
All four agents looked at each other, before answering.
Kuro's eyes went wide, "Woah, woah, woah, slow down Mikaela. What do you mean she's got a gun?!"
"Platina, what's wr-" Kyoya's face became one of absolute fury, "Monroe."
"Christina?" Bao asked as he answered his phone, "What's up- WHAT?! How long?! Listen, stay in the house, I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
As one, all three cops hung up, before looking at each other, each one of them paler than the other, if possible. Chris raised an eyebrow.
"Who's got the worst of it?" Kuro asked, voice barely audible, "I got to deal with Alyssa holding the hospital hostage."
"Monroe's holding my brother and Platina until I get there." Kyoya growled, fists clenching. He looked at Chris, "And Nefertiti too."
Chris' eyebrow twitched, "WHAT?!"
"Apparently, Jigoku's out of prison- again! And he's been sitting outside my house for the last two hours!" Bao seethed.
Kuro clenched her jaw, "I'm calling Ryuto in on my case. Along with Gingka."
"I'm taking Aguma with me." Bao said.
"And Chris and I'll take Monroe. I think the two of us can handle him."
"Oh, when I get my hands on him-!" Chris growled.
"Call back in as soon as you get the chance. Let's hope we don't get any casualties." Kuro said.
"Sophie! I'm home!" Wales called as he walked into the penthouse. When no response came he called again, "Sophie?"
Moving from the front hall, Wales walked into the living room, and froze in the doorway.
"Sorry, your wife couldn't answer Wales." The woman said, "As you can see... She's kinda... tied up."
Wales' blue eyes lifted from Sophie's petrified expression to the woman holding both the knife at his wife's throat and Chance in her arms.
"How the hell'd you get out of jail?" He whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear him.
Davida Gambol only laughed.
"Sorry to say your brother couldn't join us for a few drinks, Luke. He went straight home after the trial." Julian said as he leaned back in the booth. He, Nero, Lucas, and Jasmine had all joined together at the local bar.
"Ah, it's no big deal. He's got a family, I don't mind." Luke chuckled, sitting next to Jasmine, his arm thrown over the back of her chair.
As if on cue, Luke's cell rang with Wales' ringtone, "Hey, what do you know, that's him." Lucas picked up, "Hey, Wales, we were just talking about you-"
Lucas cut off, his ice blue eyes going wide. Jasmine, Julian, and Nero all raised an eyebrow at him, seeing the fear written over his face.
"Davida..." His voice was low.
Nero spat out a mouthful of his drink, choking, "What?!"
Julian leaned up, face becoming a stony mask as he mouthed, What's going on?
Jasmine looked at her boyfriend worriedly, "Lucas?"
A muscle in Lucas' jaw clenched as he said, "I'll be there." A second later, he hung up and threw his phone on the table, before threading his fingers through his hair. He let out a loud and pained groan, "I'm in for some deep shit."
"No you're not. At least, not alone." Jasmine stood up.
"She's right." Julian also stood, "We're in this with you."
"So," Nero stood up, slinging the rest of his fire whiskey down his throat and shaking his entire body, "Where we going?"
*cackles like a madwoman* Yes I just did that! *continues to laugh* Review please!