April 1966 - Solitary patrol

[vialextalionis]

Nite Owl is agitated with my actions at the meeting - feel it's best to patrol alone. More effective. Less likely to risk danger due to actions motivated by fresh wounds. Best to be apart - avoid a rocky work relationship. Did not tell him I was planning on a solitary patrol - assume he'll be frustrated. Probably not the best coarse of action. He'

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[miss_chadwicke]

The click of heels echo down the alleyway as I walk, smirking. Yet another job pulled off perfectly. The strip clubs were so easy to hit--men were so stupid. I hummed to myself as I walked back to my car.

[vialextalionis]

The clicking sounds through the alley as I tuck my journal away, and I look down towards the source. Twilight Lady. Disgusting costume. Worse than Silk Spectre's. No doubt she's been up to something ridiculous. I look down at the scum I've tied up and look back down the alley. Nothing left to do here.

I pad silently out from behind the dumpster and trail her down the alley.

[miss_chadwicke]

I've got one pistol in my hand, the other still tucked in my hair. My other hand has the bag of money thrown over my shoulder. I'm feeling pretty good; my car's tucked away a little further down. There was no reason for me to be alert--who would attack me?

[vialextalionis]

Closer now, I can see the bag she's got slung over her shoulder. Wonder what's in it, where she stole it from. I grimace and roll my eyes a little.

Confident that I'm close enough to risk sound without her having time to hear and turn on me successfully, I break in to a run and make to tackle her to the ground.