AN – Thank you for the review, everyone. I'll try to keep this as close to Logan as possible.
Disclaimer: Wolverine Belongs to Marvel
Chapter 2
I look back down at the girl
She is seconds away from death
The bullets in her gut have done their damage
Even if an ambulance was minutes away, she has already lost too much blood
I look around again
Some people have come out of hiding
Staring at her
Laying on the ground
I can hear someone making the call
Cops will be here soon
I need to get moving
There
A beggar on the sidewalk
Not too far from where this happened
He is sitting still
Scared
Wearing sunglasses
His sign says he is blind
I don't buy it
I walk over to him and squat down looking right at him
"What did you see?"
He is silent
Taps his sign
I toss a 'twenty' into his hat
"Tell me"
He whispers to me
Tells me there were two men…no…boys in the car
A rusted up GTO
He said the boys were taunting the girl about something
He could hear it over the engine
Both started shooting her
Mac-10s…with silencers
Fully automatic?
Its hard to get those, might have just made my job easier
I can hear some sirens getting close
Cops and an ambulance
I need to get moving
I thank the beggar and start walking to my bike a couple of blocks away
I might know who to talk to
Hope he isn't too drunk
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The Smoking Barrels
A decent bar
Some strippers
Drinks are a little pricey here
Lots of gun nuts go here
Complain about gun regulations
Talk about their collections
Drool at the girls
Losers
Jimmy is here
Jimmy's known as a local loudmouth
If you want something spread, you tell Jimmy
I walk inside the bar
The smell of cheap beer and even cheaper whiskey hit my nose
Followed by old piss and attempted to clean up vomit
For a second a feel like leaving
The second passes
I walk to the front of the performance stage
Couple asses try to bully me
I don't come here often
Tonight that's a good thing
I see Jimmy he is mouthing the words to a song playing on the speakers
Good, he isn't drunk yet
I place my hand on his shoulder and squeeze tight
He winces and goes into the whole 'What's your problem dick-head?' speech
He knows I am here on business
I whisper right in his ear, don't need others hearing me
"I want you to go run your mouth off. I want you to warn any gun dealers that I am an ATF agent, and that I am looking to arrest someone who sold some Mac-10's automatics, or with kits. Tell them I am talking big about revoking licenses and throwing them in the slammer."
I let go of Jimmy shoulder and let drop a C note that was in my hand fall onto his lap
He takes it and pushes me away as he runs off
Good kid
Could have been an actor
I find a table near the back of the bar
It's near an exit that leads to the back alleyway
I sit with my back to the main entrance
I need to make this as easy as possible for people
Couple hours pass
I've had a few shots of what they try to pass as whiskey here
Maybe I should just make my own
I raise my hand to order another
Then it hits me
Fear…some anger…lots of gun oil
Good work Jimmy
A shaky voice hits my ears as I feel the muzzle of a gun poke into my back
Some guy is telling me to stand up and walk out the door to the back
I comply with a small grin on my face
I can't do anything to him yet
Need to know if he is the result of Jimmy's mouth
I step into the alleyway
Smell of piss is stronger
So is the vomit
I almost kneel over
No
Can't do that
I hear the door to the bar close
He starts talking
Nervously saying that he wasn't going to lose his store because of some gun deals
Bingo
In one smooth movement I pop my claws on my left hand
Fuck
It hurts
I can feel every millimeter of skin being ripped to unsheathe these
I ignore the pain
Always do
I swing my arm around
I turn and see the guy
My claws go right into the barrel of his gun
I need to make sure I hit the pin
It isn't enough to just slice the barrel
If I hit the pin gun won't fire
He drops the gun, or should I say its pieces to the ground
He's a big guy, greasy hair, pulled back in a tail
Still turning around I hit the guy right on the jaw with my other hand
He just falls to the ground
I sigh and just lug him over to my bike
I fish some ropes out of the saddlebags and tie the fucker up on my bike
I look around
Nobody has seen me do this
Good
I start up the bike and drive off
I need to go somewhere
Somewhere quiet
Somewhere private
Somewhere to ask this jerk some question
He better have answers
