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Ruby and Carlos James McMurtry. English Tea Paul McCartney. Principal Blackwell shook her head. Emily Piggot leaned back in her chair, allowing herself a slight smile. Her leg muscles weren't giving her trouble, and she had yet to field a single troublesome phone call. Parahuman criminal activity had been slightly down over the Christmas period, compared to previous years, and PRT recruitment was experiencing a slight uptick. Clockblocker hadn't even been caught saying anything remotely rude to the news crews yet, although that was only a matter of time.
However, she refused to allow herself to even consider the concept that this might be turning out to be a good day. She'd had that thought before, and had paid for it in full before the day was over. Emily Piggot wasn't a parahuman; she had tested negative for even the possibility of triggering with parahuman abilities. But right at that moment, she had a sudden flash of intuition that told her that she did not want to pick up that phone.
We just got a hit on the police scanner. There's been a call-out to Winslow High, regarding an assault. The name Sophia Hess came up. I thought she was better at watching her back than that. How badly is she injured? Piggot paused. But the system was set up so that if any of the Wards' civilian identities was mentioned on the police band, it would throw up a flag in the PRT watch centre.
However, certain officers in the chain of command at the Brockon Bay Police Department also knew that certain names were more important than they seemed. And so Emily should have already gotten notification, even before the all-points went out. Which was a question that she was going to have to address.
However, right now, she had to ascertain the extent of the damage. Was her cape identity involved? Or worse, exposed? Just Sophia Hess and Emma Barnes as the perpetrators. I've got a call on another line. Keep me apprised, and get someone to chase up the name Barnes. It's come up before. Piggot cut the call, then hit the button for the next call. It was coming in Slippery Slope - Rat Jackson - Midnight Get Right (CD an outside line, and was being routed straight to her phone.
There were few who had that number; among these were the Brockton Bay Police Commissioner, the Mayor, and the principals of each of the local high schools in which the Wards were being educated. She recognised the number as belonging to Winslow High. They will both be expelled from Winslow just as soon as I can get the paperwork processed through.
Piggot blinked. Walk me through this. Who did they assault? Isn't expulsion a little bit of a strong penalty for a first offence? Then, when she opened the locker, Sophia Hess shoved her into it, Emma Barnes closed the door, and they locked her in. But I am neither stupid nor suicidal. They are holding the girls, outside my office, waiting for the police to arrive and make the appropriate arrests. There was something Blackwell wasn't saying; Piggot's instincts kicked in.
Is this even a first offence? Blackwell sighed. I'm told there is firm evidence that this has been ongoing for over a year. Or am I mistaken? I run the biggest school in Brockton Bay. All three gangs actively recruit here. Not a day goes by that people aren't beaten up, either on the premises or off.
We don't go into some areas alone, for fear of what we might find there. We need all the funding we can get, just so we can get by. So when Sophia Hess joined the Wards, it was a huge shot in the arm for us. Your handler has been working closely with me; any time we heard anything untoward about her activities in the school, I passed it on to her. I never got any reply back, so I figured it was all fine.
There was a long pause on the line. Then Blackwell continued. She never caused much trouble. Never got into fights, not until recently. Friendly, outgoing, good on the track. Very competitive. Very few incidents worth speaking about. When she joined the Wards, we passed those on to your handler, but I guess they were settled, because nothing came back to me about them.
Piggot scribbled a memo to herself before she spoke again. When you heard nothing back, you should have checked with me. And meanwhile, it's your fucking Ward who's just unleashed a shit-ton of trouble on my school! We're not a part of this.
At that moment, a message popped up on Piggot's computer, and she automatically scanned it. Her head fell back as she breathed out. It was all starting to make sense now.
Her father was the one who represented Hess at the hearing that got her into the Wards, rather than juvey. So a popular girl, whose father is a lawyer, along with another pretty girl who's a track star. No wonder there weren't many complaints against them that you were willing to act on. Especially after Shadow Stalker got into the Wards. Emma Barnes, and her lawyer father? They're your problem. Have fun. There was squawking from the earpiece, but she put the phone down anyway, and eyed the message on the computer once more.
Alan Barnes, father of Emma Barnes. Not my problem. Well, I'm going to be having a shitty day, but at least there's at least one person whose day is going to be even shittier.
Emma watched the Principal dial the number for the police. This can't be happening. This doesn't happen to me. Sophia was hustled outside by the two Empire Eighty-Eight boys that Peter had detailed to hold her, and then Peter and Taylor left. Emma found herself in the office with the senior and Blackwell. I'd like to report an assault on a student by two other students.
The names of the perpetrators are Emma Barnes and Sophia Hess … ". She didn't hear any more, as the older girl managed to muscle her out through the door, pulling it closed behind them. Peter stood there, his arm around Taylor. The older girl holding her smiled. Named both of them. Peter nodded. Jenna shrugged. Cops are a lot more likely to take this seriously if Taylor's still messed up from the locker, right?
Taylor looked at Peter. I mean, I would literally kill for a hot shower right now, but if it helps put those two fucking bitches where they belong, I can stay dirty a little bit longer. Emma had to hand it to Sophia; she wasn't fazed. Or she was really good at pretending. Hiding behind others to do your dirty work. Taylor stepped away from Peter, approached Sophia.
Before you started on me, I never even approved of the Empire Eighty-Eight. But they showed me something that you never did. They showed me what was right in front of my nose. They gave me someplace to belong. With them, I've got friends. But guess what? You fucking changed my mind. You showed me the right way to go. Whoops and congratulations resounded from the Empire Eighty-Eight members in the corridor; Peter smiled.
Would you like to come along? We can explain it there. Kick them to death, or stab them, or shoot them. You willing to do that, Hebert?
Get up close and personal, and kill someone like that? You got the guts? The moment hung in the air, then Peter chuckled. You'll find that Sophia's information is a little … misplaced. Much like Emma's loyalties. Fucking seriously? You know your dad'll have a heart attack as soon as he finds out.
Taylor turned toward her. Just like you used my dead mother's memory to fuck with me. Somehow, she believed him; they strolled a little way down the corridor, then she turned to him. He had blue eyes, she noticed, the colour of a summer sky. She nodded. Are you going to threaten me now?
Because my dad's a lawyer -". He shook his head. I'm not going to threaten you. But his eyes had become hard and cold, like two chips of blue ice. We know where your father works. What time he arrives at work. Where he parks his car. How much it would take for the parking attendant to look the other way. Where your mother goes shopping, and when. Where your sister Anne goes to college. What classes she takes. What dorm she lives in. Which room. Who she's seeing.
Which nights she gets back late. Emma felt the blood draining from her face, but he was still talking. I do care about two things. By hurting her, you've attacked both things I care about. Now, due to your actions, recompense is in order. You can give, or we can take. Taking is easy; you have any number of things that we can take away from you. People you love. Accidents do happen, after all. Or random attacks; you hear about predators on campus all the time. Would you prefer that we take, or that you give?
His smile widened fractionally, became more friendly. Album) roll over on her. Tell the police everything that she's ever done that could be considered a crime. Being white and all. Your dad's a lawyer; he'll be able to get you a good deal.
But not her. Never her. Abandon her. You're better off without her. Trust me on this. The lump in her throat was still there. She swallowed again. I'll be safe? He tilted his head slightly. But it won't be too severe. Oh god. Emma didn't hear the almost bantering tone of his voice. She was seeing the ABB thugs in the alleyway, hearing their sneering voices, Album), reliving the terror.
What they had been about to do to her I can't go through that again. Anything but that. Abruptly, she spoke. For good? She didn't want to do this, but she had to.
Surely Sophia understands self-preservation. For Dad, for Mom, for Anne. I'm protecting us all. The smile, which had gone away for a little while, returned. Isn't that … interesting.
He Slippery Slope - Rat Jackson - Midnight Get Right (CD. Roll over on her, throw her to the wolves, leave Taylor Hebert the fuck alone … and you're good. You will be forgiven for what you did to Taylor. On that, you have my word. Or the Album) off. A brief nod. You can go now. Call your father. You'll want him here. Just remember what it is that you'll be saying to him. She gave me something else, which should be more than adequate.
Kelly was lounging at the front steps when the police cars rolled up. They stopped with a crunching of gravel in the No Standing section, and several officers got out. Three of them were women. In return, he got several suspicious looks. Admittedly, it was a bit of an odd one for him too, to be cooperating with the pigs, but Peter had told them it had to be this way, so that was the way they were playing it. He shrugged. I just wanna see justice done. He hadn't thought much of Taylor when he first met her, but as Peter said, she was a sister.
She hadn't folded on Bronson, and had even tipped him to bolt before the cops showed. That showed she had guts and brains both. What the nigger bitch and her race traitor girlfriend had done to her ….
We shoulda just dragged them both out of here and shown them justice, Empire Eighty-Eight style. Let the redheaded bitch live, but let her see what happens to niggers who hurt our friends. Mentally, he shrugged. But Peter wants it this way, so it happens this way. They shoved her inside, locked her in there. The officers stared at the open locker, the still stinking mess spread over the floor around it.
One got too close, and had to retreat, looking green. He started the file, and the officers watched, fascinated. When it finished, one of them held his hand out. Kelly shook his head. The officer shook his head. You do not want to be charged for withholding evidence. Kelly shrugged. You want, I can send the file to you. Got a number? Several of the officers conferred, and one nodded. He quoted a number, and Kelly quickly sent the file to it.
The officer confirmed that he had the file, and started playing it through again. Kelly considered that. He led the rest of the officers to where Taylor and Peter were silently facing off Sophia and Emma; the black girl was still being held by the buzz-cuts, as Kelly privately thought of them.
Emma wasn't being held, but Jenna was shadowing her pretty closely. She waved to the boys holding her; at a Slippery Slope - Rat Jackson - Midnight Get Right (CD from Peter, they let her go. She stood sullenly, rubbing her wrists. The officer grimaced; Kelly grinned to himself. He didn't like cops at the best of times, but having to deal with rat-bastard lawyer relatives of the people they arrested must be a royal pain in the ass. It was almost enough to make him feel sorry for them.
The female officer scribbled away, then nodded encouragingly. The police officer looked irritated. She hadn't had a chance to see it before, having been at the back of the room when the Empire shit had played it to Blackwell.
But it was pretty damning, even with the shaky picture and bad sound. However, she'd gotten away with a lot more through sheer audacity.
I've been given your name in connection to the case, and this footage very strongly suggests that you were the one who shoved that girl into the locker. So I am arresting you on suspicion of aggravated assault and deprivation of liberty, with other charges pending, once they analyse the waste that was in that locker. Can't this bitch see that? Hands behind your back and turn around. Sophia shook her head. Fuck this. I don't get arrested.
Let me make my fucking phone call. The woman was stronger, and had leverage on her side; she had Sophia's hands cuffed behind her in short order. You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have an attorney, one will be provided for you. Sophia was silent, seething.
She wanted to go to shadow, to shed these cuffs, to show this fucking flatfoot who she was dealing with, but she held back. Where had it all gone wrong? How had her righteous win over that fucking racist Hebert bitch turned into this? I know you can hear me. Do you understand your rights as I have read them out to you?
Sophia gritted her teeth. Reading them their rights. Yeah, you go and do that, while I do the real work, cleaning up the fucking streets. Let me try.
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