John Reese (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primary_asset) wrote2018-05-11 09:31 pm
primary_asset) wrote2018-05-11 09:31 pm
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John is in trouble.
Not that he would admit he's in trouble. It's true he's been stabbed and there's a great deal of blood trickling down his leg to pool in his shoe and soak through his sock, but nothing important in his thigh has been cut. If it were, he wouldn't be walking right now, he'd be face down and he'd be dead.
The only problem is that he's being followed and he's leaving a relatively easy to follow path behind him, consisting of that blood that keeps dripping down his leg.
It was supposed to be recon and nothing more. That had been his intention. Get into the warehouse, check out what was going on, see what he could when it came to the illegal weapons that were coming in and going out, then get out. Then call in an anonymous report and get the police out to the warehouse with something they can actually go on.
That had been the intention.
But then one of them had snuck up on him. He's not the sort of man who is easily snuck up on, but here he is, bleeding from a relatively deep wound just above his knee. And now they're following him.
All he needs to do is get closer to a more populated area of the city. He has his gun on him and he'll use it if it becomes necessary, but then he gets tied to all this as Detective John Riley and he'll have a fair bit of explaining to do.
Just a few more blocks, though. He can make it.
Not that he would admit he's in trouble. It's true he's been stabbed and there's a great deal of blood trickling down his leg to pool in his shoe and soak through his sock, but nothing important in his thigh has been cut. If it were, he wouldn't be walking right now, he'd be face down and he'd be dead.
The only problem is that he's being followed and he's leaving a relatively easy to follow path behind him, consisting of that blood that keeps dripping down his leg.
It was supposed to be recon and nothing more. That had been his intention. Get into the warehouse, check out what was going on, see what he could when it came to the illegal weapons that were coming in and going out, then get out. Then call in an anonymous report and get the police out to the warehouse with something they can actually go on.
That had been the intention.
But then one of them had snuck up on him. He's not the sort of man who is easily snuck up on, but here he is, bleeding from a relatively deep wound just above his knee. And now they're following him.
All he needs to do is get closer to a more populated area of the city. He has his gun on him and he'll use it if it becomes necessary, but then he gets tied to all this as Detective John Riley and he'll have a fair bit of explaining to do.
Just a few more blocks, though. He can make it.
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As far as he could tell, Peggy'd always had the strength of spirit, but she'd cared more about society then. She'd been the kind of girl she was supposed to be rather than the one she really was. The war and the SSR had let her be free of that.
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And he can understand why that would happen. Being active in war times does something to a person, it changes the way they see the world around them. There's no way to explain that to someone who hasn't experienced that and he knows Daniel probably feels that as well.
"I hope that doesn't happen to me," he says. "I can't imagine trying to repeat that again."
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"You think you're good to go home or you need to wait a little longer? Colin won't care either way, so you stay as long as you need."
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And he can grit his teeth and move through the pain without too much effort. It's not much further to a place where he can get himself a cab and he's fairly confident he hasn't been followed at this point, which means he and Daniel aren't in any danger.
"Thank you," he says, stepping away from the chair. His leg takes his weight easily enough. "For all your help."