Shadow Cat
The Oncoming Storm
Talking to the police had been a delicate game of Operation, what with her giving them only the pieces that wouldn't lead them to question her further. She had to be especially careful in explaining how precisely they had taken the perps down, but luckily she had overheard the bartender's story, and more or less had gone with what he had said.
After they were all finished up and the blue lights finally pulled away, she turned back to the saloon, tugging her coat a little tighter around her now that the night air was really settling in. Back to work, I suppose.
She walked back into the saloon, head down in hopes of not attracting too much attention. Unfortunately, this method of walking obscured her line of sight significantly, and she found herself bumping into a large, solid object. She glanced up and saw the bartender that had helped them in the alley.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." She paused, found herself at a loss for words. Then, "Listen, I wanted to thank you. For what you did back there. I'm not really sure what might have happened if you hadn't shown up."
After they were all finished up and the blue lights finally pulled away, she turned back to the saloon, tugging her coat a little tighter around her now that the night air was really settling in. Back to work, I suppose.
She walked back into the saloon, head down in hopes of not attracting too much attention. Unfortunately, this method of walking obscured her line of sight significantly, and she found herself bumping into a large, solid object. She glanced up and saw the bartender that had helped them in the alley.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." She paused, found herself at a loss for words. Then, "Listen, I wanted to thank you. For what you did back there. I'm not really sure what might have happened if you hadn't shown up."