Dragonet

Chapter Thirteen

"Just how the hell did those tapes get out to the public" the cities young DA screamed from one side of a conference room table. "Dammit Williams, that's evidence. Not a side show."

"Not us" the older Detective snapped. "Besides we only took the originals. Who knows how many of those... Uh, Goths, had their own copies?" 

"Shit, its all over the tube just like the other weird things. What is this department, comic books?"

"Maybe" Williams admitted. "Maybe. But your not out there. Tell yah what, lets my partner and I pay that Goth Club another visit. Maybe this flying rat will show up. Then we can arrest her and make your whole day perfect, if she doesn’t rip us apart for fun in the process." Then as if on a silent signal, and maybe it had been, both police officers turned their backs on a stunned DA, leaving his office without another word.