Thread: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Kestral and JacksareWild)

The rest of Miss Bane's day had passed without any flies in the ointment. She had only one more mouth to keep quiet and that task she was certain would be easy enough. The sister of Rupert had been far harder to track than she had expected her to be. When she had been tracked down she was difficult to arrange a meet up and even more worrying even Miss Bane's contacts ran into a brick wall in gaining any in depth history on her. Finally by about nine in the evening Miss Charlotte called her and agreed to meet her at a closed down gay bar just outside of the city. She was neither surprised nor scared by the preferred meeting place. In truth she had met people in far worse places. She had dealt with people as they got high on drugs and even while in the process of being fucked or getting a blow job. The dark side of human nature no longer surprised her. The way of humans that bedded so many of their own kind, even more than one at the same time she had grown used to. The human race was a strange one in her opinion. Not many seemed to believe in simply having one mate. She had no idea why she was thinking on such except perhaps because of those she dealt with day in and out. She drove to the area but was ever cautious. She opened her window ever so slightly and looked out for any others that could be in the area. Her windows were darkened and her doors were always locked when she was in the car. Something felt wrong. Like many animals she could detect in off note in circumstances and this screamed out to her loud and clear. Some where along the line she must of made a mistake. She carefully climbed out of her car but left the door unlocked as she silently stepped along the streets. She seemingly had arrived while three men were already involved in a prior appointment. She could hear the grunts of a female and for a few seconds it sounded as if they were enjoying her company. Perhaps the call girl had decided to work while waiting for Miss Bane? She rose up the fire escape so she could not be seen easily with the distance of a street between them as well as the shadows that seemed to spread out around her. A puzzled look crossed her features as she watched Rupert's car pull up and double checked her watch. She was a grand total of twenty minutes early. What she expected to happen never did ...Rupert climbed out of his car and she heard him make a joke to the men that he was willing to wait until it was his turn...The moaning instantly stopped and the tallest of the three males turned to face him. Belladonna felt her jaw drop at the sight of the Spanish beast. He was six foot four, bald, darkly tanned and had a strange selection of tattoos along his neck and shoulders. That danger light brightened in her mind and she did nothing to draw attention as the beats pulled out a gun and clearly shot Rupert in the head after saying something about too long on making payments. It was only as Ruperts body hit the ground did Belladonna notice that not only she had seen the killing. Miss Shepherd must of been trailing Rupert because her car had nestled discreetly into shades of unnatural darkness. Don't get involved, don't get their attention...get down and stay down.. She whispered faintly and hoped the woman some how heard her. Unfortunately Miss Shepherd was a cop and justice seemed to over rule survival. Fucking hell! Belladonna gritted her teeth as she watched one of the car doors open.