Re: Weston P.D.
Hunter sat in a cell two uniforms on either side. They were keeping him in the station not wanting to risk throwing him in the local jail and wrongly thinking he couldn't escape in a building full of police. He was still in his clothes and thus he still had the cats-eye amulet that was around his neck at all times, no one outside of The LEgacy knew of its power and not even they knew the extent of it, he wasn't even sure if his father did. He looked around the room for the umpteenth time noting the exits and guards, security was good, just not good enough. He could probably get out of here only killing 2-5 cops. He could skip town, fake his death, and start up somewhere else. He was confident he could outrun any one affter him, and it wasn't like he needed Donald Derring anymore, the only reason he'd kept the name was out of repsect to his father and Ellen, the money helped too. The truth waas, Donald Derring died with his wife, only the Hunter remained. That was when he could forget, when he trualy felt alive anymore, when he was killing bastards who deserved it. Mirage thought it was a joke, that this would blow over, it never would, even if he got off scot free, which was doubtful, his civilian identity would be useless to him now, everyone would still suspect. The best plan was to break out of here, leave town, and never look back.
Then how come he hadn't yet?