[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=orangered]Caesar Gonzalez[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]http://cdn.movieweb.com/img.news.tops/NEvyrxPbk7zLyD_2_b/Inmate-Number-1-Movie-Danny-Trejo-Documentary.jpg[/img][hr][b] [color=orangered]Location:[/color][/b] La Hacienda [hr][hr][/center]

	[color=orangered]"Yeah."[/color] replied Caesar, the single syllable both grim and distant. [color=orangered]"Natasha's boss."[/color] He gave it a moment to sink in. [color=orangered]"She's in the Roller Derby team. We know from M'hija that not everyone in Juno wants to keep the blood flowing. But most of them do. And if anyone's going to kill someone in a hospital..."[/color] Caesar shook his head. [color=orangered]"Look, I don't know. I had our people back in Justice run a background on Natasha. Dr. Chang was the one who brought her to Justice. Now you tell me that Chang assigned her to you in the morgue. The Big Guy sent me her picture. I can't say anything for sure, Cecily. Natasha has been good to you, and helpful to me. Not to mention doing all this while sick. If she's caught in something, she might need help. If she isn't, all we're surrounded by pissed off Familia, and most of us packing heat."[/color] 

	Objectively, he wondered, how one might broach the subject, were one attempting to be polite about it. It's not like they could wander up, whistling, hands in pockets and nonchalantly inquire as to her status about being in, and/or under the thumb of, a global organization of conspiratorial women of power and influence, bent on nefariousness worldwide. Lucky for him, Caesar was rarely accused of being polite. But some subtlety was required. [color=orangered]"Do you know where she is now?"[/color] he inquired. Malice was not in his voice, though it was not without a touch of concern.