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#17
Old 12-16-2013, 04:13 PM

After the unusual morning events, things sobered up and were far more serious. With coffee in his system, Halvard could slowly feel himself regaining control over his exhausted body. He was very used to the numbing affect that washed over him; it caused his eyes to open and his mind to lose its jitters.

When briefed on the day's course of action, Hal couldn't help but form a grimace at the part about Loki. Oh how he wished it wasn't his brother they were dealing with. Granted, at least Loki was alive, and well at that. Too bad he was a villain and a troublemaker. Still, Hal knew he could shake him and convert him. He just needed time. Thankfully, the organization seemed to understand Loki's importance in the world, hence their desire to keep him alive.

The case of the Slasher didn't really phase him. It was nothing he wanted to worry himself with. However, Rynn, seemed piqued by the news. Perhaps they would go investigate things.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Halvard had a sinking felling something would go down today. The bond of brothers was strong between he and Loki. It was almost as if they could read one another's mind, in a sense. It wasn't a 100-percent certain thing, but Hal liked to believe he could feel the man and second guess his moves. More often than not, Halvard was right on cue.

A chill ran down his spine. His eyes moved toward Rynn. Pushing back his raven black hair, he leaned closer to her. "Loki will make a move today." He wanted to keep this between just the two of them because there was no point in alerting the whole force, especially if his hunch was wrong this time.

Shifting back in his chair, he looked at the markers on the screen. It was odd that they were so far and wide. Often killers had a pattern and, from the looks of it, Slasher didn't seem to have one, aside from looks and age. Unless, Halvard dove for his comm device. He flipped some faces across the screen to see if he could pick up a pattern.

Bingo!

Based on receipts pulled from the victim's past, all of the women had lunch at this one bistro on Twenty-Second and Third Street. His eyes narrowed as he confirmed this across the board.

"Looks like we might catch the Slasher if we send someone to The Corner Bistro." He popped up the receipts on a screen. "All the vics had lunch there. It's the only thing that really ties them altogether, aside from looks." Realizing that the detail on Loki might prove important, he rattled off, "And my gut is telling me that Loki is up to no good. I suggest using extreme caution when out today."

The thing about Loki was that no one really knew what his power was as none of them fully grasped it. None knew it was illusions because there was no proof that it was as such. Furthermore, he often pretended to use electricity, which made them think his power was that of shock. Loki was smart in that sense, always doing his best to throw off the enemy.

With a sigh, Halvard pushed himself from his chair. "Rynn, would you like to join me at the bistro? We'll ask around and see if anyone notices or remembers who our vics ate with."

Last edited by Xavirne; 12-16-2013 at 04:40 PM..