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Darren flicked the cigarette into the grass and cursed, a bit loudly, when the trunk shut. Perry's words only confirmed the obvious. Plopping his hat on his head, he turned darkened eyes to Perry.

"Keep an eye out for your sister. I'm gonna follow them for as long as I can." His fists opened and closed in tension. His teeth were grinding together with the bundle of nerves that were forming in his jaws. The last thing he wanted was to leave Eva behind. But Perry was a competent man, else he wouldn't have been his friend. Still... It was different when you loved the girl more than anyone could ever know. Nor would they know. Why he didn't just say something, Darren couldn't fully explain. It was just a knot in his chest that kept his voice from letting the words out. With a grunt and a sigh, Darren jogged around the front of his unmarked car and started it up with a horrible rumbling. Tipping his hat to Perry, Darren rolled slowly from the curb and began his drive after the car with the body inside. He had to see it in order to report it. An inkling and the know that he was dead wasn't proof enough. Darren had to find the body and connect it to the Aurelios. Damn bastards.

This drive was going to be a very long one. Taking out another cigarette he shook his head at himself. The detective hadn't started smoking until he got this promotion. What in the hell had he gotten himself into?


"Oh my god, Robert!" Marcy gasped and gripped his wrist. The gesture seemed to keep him from looking where her gloved hands were pointing and he just blushed at her. Sighing in frustration she turned his chin to the front door. Her smile was small, trying to hide the absolute glee she felt. Coming to this place got old real fast, but she did enjoy catching a glimpse of the Aurelios. The way they carried themselves. The air that tingled around them. They had so much power, so much of everything. Marcy was always jealous when she saw them. Her fingers let loose of Robert's arm and she stood up.

"Wanna drink? I'm gonna go grab one." Smiling sweetly, she didn't wait for Robert to answer and made her way toward the bar. There were two girls sitting there, almost ready to start working, she supposed. One Marcy had never seen before caught Slick's eye. Lucky broad. What Marcy would give to have just one of them, any of them, glance her way. She needed something to make her feel in control. Marcy was never in that position and so she just leaned against the counter and ordered a whiskey high ball. As she waited her dark, chocolatey eyes turned to Nellie, a worker she knew okay enough and smiled.

"Heya, girls," she started. "I see you've got a new one?" Looking her over a bit more, Marcy felt something was a little off about her and raised an eyebrow. "You're awfully folksy looking to be working as a flapper, hon." The statement was easily made and certainly not meant to offend. Marcy was just one to state the obvious. Or perhaps, at least, what was obvious to her.