Thread: Walking the Line (Razgriz and Beautiful_Disgrace)

It was a quiet day in Joliet, for the most part. A few street vendors with hot dog carts called out to passerby, advertising their truth of making the most perfect 'Chicago dog'. A few homeless individuals, their homes made in whatever they could scrounge from the alleyways, sat in their dwellings, asking passerby for money and food. Men and women in long thick coats walked the busy streets, eyes focused on their own destination and blind to the world around them, it seemed. Or uncaring, whatever the case may be. The temperature was a bit lower than usual, evidenced by others pulling up the necks of their coats whenever the wind picked up. And even as the young woman, unknown to the masses as the one responisble for last night's massacre, followed the herd as she went about her business, no one gave her so much as a second look save for the cursory glances of men who might have found her attractive. Other than that, she was just another face in the crowd, the proverbial wolf in sheep's clothing. Little did she realize that she would run into someone from her past. Someone that had been an ally in the shadows, hovering between turning her in and continuing to support her. Ex-Detective Samuel Graves , formerly a member of the Chicago Homicide Task Force, once served with distinction in the Windy City's police department. But he grew tired of all the red tape, all the rules and all the knuckling-under when it came to fellow officer's children and those of 'special significance' to the department. Professional courtesy, what a joke. Nothing more than an excuse to let those little shits break the law and get a slap on the wrist for it. And on top of the politics...There was that one day. That one decision he should have made but didn't...And it cost him. Sent him over the edge and forced his resignation. He later came back on as a consultant, using his previous expertise to assist units wherever he was needed. And that was when he met her A spitting image of himself in female form, the personification of the thoughts he held true but could never act on as an officer, and still couldn't as a civilian. There were plenty of evil people in this world...And sometimes the only cure was a bullet to the head. Even still, there needed to be a check everyone deserved a trial, no matter how despicable they might be. And it was this latest slaying in Joliet that brought him here he needed to find her. Make absolutely sure it was her that did this. He'd been watching the news reports of the various slayings that happened throughout Illinois, and he knew that several of the dead left their blood on his hands. It was hard, trying to keep oneself neutral in a world that tries to color everything in. He knew her routine though, or as close to one as he could surmise She would probably try to go to a nearby bank, deposit some of her spoils of war so as to not carry everything she had on her. But Joliet was no small town...Thankfully, she seemed to strike out from a common point. Like a spider to a fly trapped in its web, she destroyed her target and took everything of value to her. And mapping out some of her attacks in this town gave a general area to where she was located. And that left but a few banks where she could easily go to without a car. Driving around in something fitting the environment - slacks, polished black shoes, and a thick coat overlaying a white button-down shirt and red necktie - he drove cautiously, pretending to not know where he was. But then he saw her, her eyes focused in dogged determination, heading towards the Sam's Club on McDonough. Pulling over, he stepped out of his car and after feeding the meter, he followed in behind her. Seemed like a slow day but then, it was relatively early and the branch just opened. He then followed close behind her, trailing her as she went about her shopping. As she paused to look over some items, he stepped up behind her and said in a rather flat tone, Funny I would find you here...Adrian. Putting the blood money to good use, I see. Thankfully, no one was around to hear him say, but that's why he chose this moment. No one was near enough to hear them, and he could try to talk her out of this life. Not that he'd had any success in the past.