The job was not what he imagined, stepping up to the task was a tall order, but keeping it going was difficult. He looks over the empty office, and breathes a heavy sigh, running his fingers mindlessly over the desk. He looks to the back of the room where the life-sized portrait of Lee and Loot at their wedding ceremony still stands on the wall. "what would you do Lee?" "well first of all, he wouldn't ask someone else" Speaker turns to see Loot has come into the office; his surprised reaction nearly knocks him out of his chair. "JEEZ! give me a heart attack why don't you?? I thought I was alone..." "Well... former bad-guy skulking around the darkened sheriff's station, talking to himself etc.. raises a little red-flag-" "-I'm done with that life" "So you say..." Speaker growls under his breath, "it's no wonder villains stay bad when this is the treatment they would get when they try to break good" He looks at loot with a scowl. "well that's not a very heroic face" "shut up..." TBC