“Not one killer,” Kid Win answered, “Nine bodies, each for different killers.”
I see. Which means nine killers. Still fits with the Slaughterhouse Nine.
“The Slaughterhouse Nine,” Clockblocker leaned back in his seat, groaning, “Fuck, that’d be all we needed.”
If I remember correctly, the Slaughterhouse Nine was introduced alongside Nilbog as examples of the really dangerous motherfuckers.
Judging by the state of those corpses, that seems justified.
“Wouldn’t be the first time they’ve arrived at a location in the wake of an Endbringer event,” Flechette pointed out.
I feel like that counts as taking advantage of an Endbringer event.
I mean, it’s not like the other things they’ve been up to wouldn’t land them in the Birdcage anyway, but yeah.
“Maybe it’s them,” Weld conceded, “And maybe the Protectorate figured that much out, with the clues they have from the other two scenes. It could be someone or something else. Either way, it’s not our case, not even in our league, and we should stay as hands off as we can manage. We need to talk about patrols and tonight’s duties.”
Yeah, fair enough. They’d only get in trouble if they meddled. They don’t even have a dog.
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