Jill was about to step in again even though Travis bothered her with what he'd done when he paused, thinking. "Is that who you are? Hmm..." Slowly he turned to face Uranus. "That information you gave me helped," Travis told her, referring to what she handed to him just after Bison's defeat. "Did it ever."

"Do you know this woman?" Leon asked.

"She stopped me from making a very big mistake." Interpol was dead and Uranus said she wasn't like them, but Travis was still cautious that she would appear now, after all that had happened. "What do you want?" he asked.

*************

"We're done here," Nancy announced, sliding into the Land Rover and closing the door. "Time to go home."

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"Constable Roseler?" The officer walking to her car was young, younger than she was. "My name is Jessica Revan. I'm here about an incident that took place a few weeks ago and I think you can help me."

"What case?" Roseler asked.

"There was an incident about stalking, threats, intimidation. A group of thugs..."

"Harassing behaviour," Roseler interrupted. "Look, I'm very busy."

"Sure you are." Jessie stepped in the young woman's path. "Busy enough to keep trying to justify your refusal to help."

"The man who put you up to this already knows that we cannot give out names."

"So how does he get them then, smartass?" Jessie crossed her arms, clearly she wasn't leaving without answers.

"That's not my problem."

Jessie began to see just why there was such a problem with the woman, she chalked it up to either inexperiance or incompetence.

"Crimes has been committed," Jessie countered, seeing how Roseler would react. "Serious crimes that warrent legal action. I think a court order to keep these scum away is not too much to ask, even if you think they are a waste of your precious time."

"I'm the one who suggested it." Roseler tried to push past. "Now I don't have time..."

"You have all the time in the world." Jessie pulled the detective .38 revolver out from behind her back. "Make a noise and it'll be the last thing you ever do."

Roseler eyed the gun for a moment as Jessie moved beside the car, hiding the weapon from view of anyone walking past. "This is a police car park, you can't threaten me."

"Yeah?" Jessie sneered. "Who I'm working for really hasn't got anything to lose, if it wasn't me it would be him. And it's because of you that we're in this situation."

"How dare you," Roseler hissed, raising her voice loud enough for anyone nearby to hear.

"Ball's in your court now," Jessie said, tossing the gun to her. "Live up to your responsibilities or be prepared to reap the whirlwind." As Jessie turned and walked away, Roseler thought about shooting her, but knew that incriminating fingerprints were on the gun and thanks to the survailence cameras she wouldn't be able to cite self defence.