"Murder is murder. Right. But then everything changes when your father gets shot over some dispute between 'gods' supposedly up in the sky above. I think it's all bullshit, but what these people believe drives them to do the most insane shit I've ever seen. If even a bootlegger could get tangled up in these things then god help us all."
Marie explained with harsh crassness to the well-intentioned Cathal. In her eyes the involvement of the supernatural was all but guaranteed and the poor humans tangled up in their greed would suffer tragic fates for no greater purposes. Abigail's speech calmed her nerves and reassured her that the attempt to understand and bring these forces to justice was worthwhile still, despite her pessimism. She'd never admit it openly to the preacher, however.
Her attitude is reinforced as Kaspar arrives with the bad news. She could no longer believe in coincidences and the timing of yet another murder confirmed her suspicions. She'd glance down at her pocket watch, a tiny heirloom from her late father. The words of a friend repeating in her head. At once a great energy overtook her and compelled her to stand up from the bar.
"Yeah we should start our investigation alright! If we split up we're as good as dead if the guys who did this are who I think they are!" Marie shouted at Jane's question, coming up to examine Kaspar herself and getting face to face with the man.
]"What else did you see? Was there any strange spirits or did you get asked to do somethings you wouldn't normally do by strangers? Did any of them have snakes on their neck, like tattoos? You have to answer this now!"
The woman was angry and overwhelming the poor man. Abigail and Montag knew full well what she was referring to and what had caused this explosion of passion.