'Damn it Scarlett.' That was all he could think as they sat in the coffee shop discussing the case. He had hoped to just kill them, get her off it and make the case go cold, but she was a damn good detective. Killing and dipping wasn't going to be an option if she jumped into the lion's den. He was glad to get her off the idea of going alone, but he didn't want her there to being with. She was going to get herself killed, or worse see who he really was. Sighing as he pulled up to the office he walked inside and up to the nearest officer.
"I need a cell personally prepared for a dangerous criminal we are about to bring in. Detective Lazarus said she would send word over she just wants to make sure you got the idea." He spoke to the heavy set seat warmer that just sat there eating a donuts
