[I] Damn, why can't they ever make things simple for once? [/I] Leroy thought to himself as the officer made no sign of lowering his weapon. He then watched from the corner of his eye, making sure not to draw attention to her, as Kennedy clamed the Hand Cannon he knew she kept stashed in the counter. He quickly pulled his gaze back to the officer, looking for anyway to take him out quickly but finding none that wouldn't end with someone dead. "Murder? Sh** I was hoping I had a few more hours before word spread.." He mumbled to himself in a low tone. He was more up set with the fact that it was actually linked back to him so quickly than that it was discovered at all really. [I] These guys are crazy. Sticking up for my sloppy work. [/I] He thought as his friends were already arming themselves in secret, though a small smile formed under his mask. But he quickly pulled his mind back from his warm thoughts and refocused on the man in front of him. [I] Okay let's take control shall we. [/I] he thought as he eased a hand onto Jeff's shoulder, slightly pushing to indicate him to move. "What murder sir, who was the victim exactly, where there any witnesses to said crime, did anyone claim to see a masked man, and how do you know that I'm this so called Dreaded Crow?" Leroy said in a surprisingly smooth yet cold voice. All the while his left hand, still slightly behind his back was building up his Charge vigor. He knew if he could move Jeff enough that he use the Charge to get clean out the door and that the officer would chase after him, giving the others time to scatter, but he held off for a moment to see how things will play out.