Her explanation was detailed and the scenarios that she spoke of seemed like probable outcomes. Well, I suppose she must know a lot about the whole process. From her years of experience and all that. She's been around for a lot longer I have. I really could learn a lot from her.
Suddenly, the Crimson Spider turned her head. Dusk looked around. He heard the police cars in the distance. Man, she is a lot faster at noticing this stuff than I am. I should be more alert. Really should learn to keep my guard up. Anyways, she was gone already. That was fast. I should catch up. He sprinted out and pushed off the side of the container, leaping upwards towards her. Landing next to her, he spoke, continuing the conversation "Do you think we should tell the police about it? They might need to know this information. Or I guess we could go after them ourselves."
@renegade84: (Thanks! You're too nice to me. I'll still try my best to post though.)
He listened intently to her observations on the situation. Her judgement seemed accurate. She was a lot more observant than he was, to be able to have deduced all that. Daemon silently agreed. It does seem like this was a rushed job. These men were in a hurry to leave and didn't have time to clean up their mess. They left behind crucial evidence to their activities here. The body and the weapons could be used to track them down. This was not something that most experienced criminals would do. Rookie mistakes. Anyways, I suppose it is a good turn of events for us, their mistake is our gain.
Well, since the weapons were prototypes, they probably had wanted to test them out tonight. The money was an intriguing clue as well. Of course they would never leave that behind. But it was further proof that they had arranged a trade for the new weapons. Must have been a rather large sum of money, possibly in the hundreds of thousands, if not millions of dollars. But they paid in cash, which would make it harder to leave a paper trail. At least they weren't that dumb.
"Hmmmm, these guys do seem new to this. But it is a worrying sign that they were able to get these kinds of high tech weaponry. I guess they decided to step up their game. Well, any ideas on where the sellers could have gone now?"
(Really sorry I'm late this time. Been kinda busy. I'll try to post but I might be occupied for the next couple of weeks.)
As they made their way towards the docks, he watched as the Crimson Spider skilfully swings between the buildings. She's really experienced at her web slinging. It seemed like second nature to her. Daemon noticed that her movements seemed far more fluid and smooth compared to his. An impressive display of skill and it looked effortless. Like she's been doing it for years. Which she probably has.
His thoughts were interrupted by their sudden arrival at the shipping yard near the docks.Scanning the cargo containers, one of them had been ripped open, probably intentionally. Even before he saw it, he could sense the unrest in the air. As they got closer, he could see splatters of blood and scattered bullet holes. It was obvious now, that something had happened here. Definitely something to do with those bank robbers. I suppose the docks were a good lead after all. We've found something useful. Entering the container, he had steeled himself to see the remnants of the event that occurred here but the dead body still caught him off guard.
The grisly scene within the container showed that the man had died due to gunshot wounds. There were guns still in some of the boxes. The man's body couldn't have been more than a few hours old but it still smelled. Despite having encountered bodies before, Daemon still wasn't quite used to seeing them and had to hold back the urge to look away. Man up! You chose to do this line of work, so you deal with it. He mentally berates himself for his cowardice. The Crimson Spider seemed unfazed by it however. Must be an ordinary scene for her. As a superhero and all that, she undoubtedly had more experience with it than he did.
He looked up as she was saying something. Check for ID. She had tossed him the wallet. He read over the drivers license. Young, late 20s, American, no kids, unmarried. Didn't seem unusual, unless he was missing something. Wait, there was a folded piece of paper here. It said something about meeting with Russian arms dealers to pick up the weapons. This must be where that fateful meeting took place. Clearly it didn't end well. He relayed this information to Crimson. "So, what do you think? These guys probably supplied that sonic tech to those bank robbers. But they must have had some kind of disagreement with this guy."