" what the hell do you mean you don't know" Naa exclaimed as she slammed her fist into the table.

After failing to apprehend the cloaked guy she had brought in Roland Walker to try to figure out who the guy was or at least what he was after, but after spending the whole night here with Roland she had squat , the prick had decided to play dumb.

"I mean, I don't know" Roland was calm enjoying himself there was no trace of the fear that was plastered on his face earlier on.

"don't you give me that bull crap." Naa reached out to strangle the guy, "that's enough detective." at that moment the doors to the interrogation room swung open revealing the commissioner who was well along in age.

He turned to Roland and apologized "sorry for all of this Roland." "It's no problem" Roland looked at the commissioner with a smirk on his face.

"but sir..."Naa began but was shut down by the commissioner" but what, under what premise did you arrest him because as far as I know he is the victim, so explain to me detective how did this victim turn into a suspect?"

Naa was silent she knew she had nothing but she was hoping that by some dumb luck she would obtain some useful information but she got nothing.

Under the watchful eyes of the commissioner she released Roland, his smug smile tempting her to punch his face.

"Thank you commissioner." Roland turned to the commissioner shaking his hand to thank him" It was nothing Mr. Walker, I'll be sure to make sure nothing like this happens again"

"I hope so commissioner." he then turned to look at Naa "next time you want some one on one, you can just come over." he winked at her causing her to grind her teeth.

When he left the commissioner attention was back on her.

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Hank had just walked into the station when he saw Roland Walker walking out.

From the smug look on his face he could tell Roland probably didn't get into any sort of problem.

He entered and headed straight to Naa's office where he found her fuming.

"Hey" Hank spoke up drawing Naa out of her thoughts. "What are you doing here?" "I thought I'd come visit my best friend." "I'm busy"

"aww come on I brought your favorite, ice cream. Relax a bit" she looked at Hank for a few seconds before breaking into a grin.

"You know why not." she finally gave in "that's my girl." Hank made a celebratory motion and placed the bucket of ice cream on the table and brought out two spoons.

They had been eating for a while before Hank finally asked " so why were you so pissed of this morning?"

" I shouldn't say. "

" come on you can trust me."

" hm...okay fine yesternight I saw him. "

" who?" Hank asked clearly confused as to who she was referring to.

"Oh right you just came back, a year ago this guy just appeared. Started of by killing any criminal he sees but suddenly he started killing more methodologically like he has some sort of target or vendetta."

" okay so you saw this...wannabe punisher."

" haha...that's one way to see it."

" shouldn't you be happy then you've seen him at least, I'm pretty sure no other officer has had the privilege. "

" That's the thing though I almost had him I could have brought him in... but then he got away. "

" I don't understand why you need to catch him, he is helping you get rid of the bad guys right?"

" that doesn't mean he isn't a murderer. when one decides to put the law aside and starts playing judge, jury, executioner it's no longer justice and there is no difference between one and them."

"but what if sometimes the law isn't enough, what if sometimes that's the only way to get justice."

"that isn't true. True sometimes the bad guy gets away, but like my dad always said if we didn't have the law how do we determine who is right or wrong."

"hmm....."

"Enough about that guy anyway I'm more pissed at Roland than him anyway the commissioner just came in and let him walk, can you believe that. I'm telling you that guys a criminal and one of these days I'm going to get him."

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At Roland's residence

" I said nothing I swear." Roland was speaking on the phone with someone.

"for your sake I really hope your being honest with me Roland for if there is one thing the syndicate does not appreciate it's a snitch." the voice spoke once more "now tell me more about your attacker."

"the guy was freaky, dressed like it was Halloween or something but he was scary man like demonic scary." Roland spoke remembering the night when he was attacked by that guy." oh, and he was asking about something that happened 15 years ago or something."

Hearing the last words of Roland, the voice cut the call and immediately made another.

"hello" the person on the other hand spoke, the voice wasting no time went straight to the point " you were right someone is after us."

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The scene changes revealing the person at the other end is none other than Ernest Thompson.