One of the detectives who’d been standing by the door was dead, his throat slit. He laid in the center of the lobby.
Oh hi, Jack, what’s up?
Two more blood trails ran to the side of the lobby opposite the stairs.
Manager’s office?
…wait, why would Jack bother to move them? Or did they not die immediately and make it over there before succumbing?
Her weapon drawn, she reached for the doorknob, and collided with Jack as he strode out of the office.
Bomp.
Well, then. I’d imagine he’d notice that.
Unless her power is strong enough to force his brain to ignore the odd resistance from the doorway.
“What’s wrong?” Cherish asked.
Aisha backed away.
Hm. This is a good sign – Cherish doesn’t seem to have noticed Aisha despite Aisha having been within range ever since she came close to the building unless Cherish just arrived. That does seem likely given the detective and other assorted corpses, but still, she doesn’t seem to have noticed Aisha with her power yet.
“Nothing,” Jack said. “You grab the last body and then find a mop.”
“Me?”
Huh. Aisha’s power really is that powerful.
But seriously, I’m surprised they’re bothering to clean up.
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