We Sons Of Daley [Manhattan Blues]

Oh.

Crap.

You think everyone's past that stage at this point.

See if Alice has a brilliant idea.

Apparently she does because she's busy BLUFFING. "You probably lost a lot of SOUL for that... And besides, if you were here to kill us, we'd probably already be dead."

"Incorrect in the first part, perfectly correct on the second," Redcap says, still smiling. In fact, for someone who probably has lung puncturing, he's breathing real easy, too. "See, I knew you were SMART!"

Hell, YOU want to punch him for that remark; you're not sure how Alice stands it. "Spit it out."

"Oh, if you must." He lets out a childish huff of irritation, even as you briefly spot that shield flaring BACK INTO LIFE. "See, I just wanted Arlington to understand something, and make a comment, and then I'd leave. Which is: Arlington, as far as Chicago's concerned you're DEAD. And that makes YOU my new PLAYMATE!" He sounds EXCITED about that. "MUCH more fun already than that mean old GINNIE, don't you agree, miss LADY OF NIGHTMARES?"

Alice doesn't even say a word.

Redcap walks up to you. You can feel his breath on your lips. "And..." He is looking you in the eyes. Those eyes. Those are not the eyes of a sane man. "I had so much fun yesterday... I hope we can do it again..."

>Freeze him?

You would, but before you can manage to act, he finishes casting... SOMETHING, and vanishes. It was so bright you can see the after images of him WAVING.

There is a bunch of CONFUSION coming from the two PATROLS.

Speaking of, you haven't heard any GUNFIRE. That's unusual, if what Alice says is TRUE...

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