Restaurant
With nobody who was at the fight at the restaurant providing any useful information about the fight, Cosmo rolls his eyes and speaks.
"Me and my brother watched these two wandering alone in the mall," he says, pointing at Kevin and Johan. "I guess what Empath said didn't sink in about buddying up. Anyway, Kevin there, the Kevin on the card no doubt, falls for this amazingly hot oriental chick after nearly getting in a fight with some of those Red Rose thugs. Both him and the multiplying wonder ended up in here when that same Merc that attacked us on the train showed up and started tearing up the joint.
"My brother and I came in a few moments later, saving the day. We had no clue that lady at the table there was a prisoner. The oriental woman's partner took the lady out the back, and the woman followed right after, tossing a card on the ground for Kevin.
"After that, we pretty much mopped the floor with that Merc, who really had a hate-on for Kevin. Focussed completely on him right after Kevin mimiced his powers. He's lucky to be alive. The MERC teleported out and escaped, leaving us behind to lick our wounds and count bodies.
"Now why don't we just start smashing these guys' heads together until one of them squeals, rescue this Raynes chick and be heroes," he finishes, leaning back with a slightly bored look on his face.
Detective Mendez continues making notes quietly for a few minutes before responding. "That's good on the details, son. And no matter what we'd like to do, we don't get away with bashing anyone's heads together, unfortunately. He taps his pen against the pad for a moment and then looks around at all of you. "Ok. Now, we need to question these three. I can't let you question them yourselves, but lets hear your thoughts on the situation, let me hear anything you want to add to the details and what you would ask these three. We have Mr. Raynes there, husband of the kidnap victim, the Bank Manager, one John McKay and Mister Duong Tan, a reputed general in the Red Rose Syndicate." He says the last name with obvious distaste.
"And you," he says, pointing at Kevin. "What's with this card?"
Raisa
Antonio drives well, and seems to know all the shortest routes. He's constantly looking in the mirror at Raisa, but other than that says little on the drive. You soon pull up in an older downtown neighbourhood (consider that downtown New York covers an immense area, the size of a good sized city in and of itself), right infront of Matterson's Meats.
"Hey, you go easy on Matty if you can. He's a good guy," Antonio says. "You need me again, you just give a call. I'll be nearby. You can call me anytime," Antonio says to Raisa with a very practiced smile.
"Let's go Raisa," Carl says, opening his door and getting out. He stops just in front of the door. "If you have any problem with this, now's the last chance you got to back out," he says, not actually waiting for a response before entering the shop by ducking through the door.
(Assuming you enter)
"Hello folks," the middle aged man says. We were going to close up shop soon, but can certa..."
Carl interrupts him by pulling the plug on the "Open" sign on the window, and closing the blinds on the windows.
"Hey, I pay for protection," the man behind the counter says with a shaking voice.
"Well, Matty. Then why are you a month behind in your payments," Carl responds, as he finishes closing the blinds.
The stockboy is gripping his broom in white knuckles. You see he is glancing over at a fileting knife on a nearby counter. Behind the counter, the shopkeeper, obviously Matty, is reaching one hand beneath the counter.
