Thread: Making Our Own Justice (Athene & Razgriz)

Natalie Hayer If there was one profession that really tested the people to use their skills in judgment, it was police work. Granted, it was mostly out in the field where they needed it, but even back at the precinct they needed to exercise caution when they reviewed case facts and evidence. Of course, everyone tried their best...But even the best officers and detectives had their own prejudices. And the trick was sorting them from the case at hand, especially when one was in the Capitol of the United States. And with crime on a steady decline, it seemed that the police were going about their business in all the right ways...Or at least, that was what some had said. And while it was true the detectives and officers patrolling the streets were pulling their weight, a large wave of would-be criminals actually began turning themselves in. A move that surprised the public...And the officers in general. But when the initial reports came out about some kind of gun-crazed vigilante taking it upon themselves to rid the streets of offenders, no one really knew what was going on. Even worse was that the Special Victims Squad had found some of their prime suspects murdered in cold blood...And on the front page was one such victim, along with reports of several other mass killings. Jeremy Higgins. White male in his late twenties, dirty blond hair and dull brown eyes. Was out on parole when he got busted trying to kill his ex for ratting him out, and somehow managed to evade capture. And the only reason they even found him at all was because his unwilling friend he had used as a crashpad called the police after waking up from being knocked out. And the scene they found was not pretty. And while the gorier images never made it to the papers, the unfiltered photos showed the man's crotch blown away...And pieces recovered told them it was buckshot. It was a mess to clean up afterwards, and because it was outside the Special Victims Squad's jurisdiction, no one from that unit had much detail to work on, and most still hadn't heard about it until early this morning. And if anyone tried to ask? Still ongoing, that familiar stonewall phrase when they didn't want to divulge specifics. Hey Winter. Selena would hear a voice come from her left, a somewhat stocky female coming over to sit with her and unlike Selena, dressed in uniform. Hope you don't mind the other seats are taken. Looking down at the newspaper Selena had grabbed, she just laughed, Isn't that crazy? You know what's funny though, I drove right by there on my way to work...You know they still haven't even let people back into that building? Poor bastards still stuck outside their homes while they're processing the scene. Taking a bite of her scone, she then asked, So...This operation promises to be pretty big huh? I'll tell you, I'm ready to nail the fuckers responsible for this. Her voice softened a little, clearly feeling for the victims. I won't lie though...It's cases like this I'm thankful for what I have. To be ripped away like that, I mean...I can't help but wonder what kind of sick fuck does this sort of thing. Clearing her throat, the woman then asked, But hey...Enough about that. So what's been going on with you? Been a while since we last got to talk every time I try to get the girls together to go to a bar or something, you always say you're busy.