A scowl fell upon his expression at her response. Looks like she really was serious about doing this the hard way and that was absolutely fine with him. â€œYou really are a pain in my ass.â€ Moe said in a sharp tone that made no effort to hold back how frustrated he was becoming. Finally giving into that bad cop side of him he began to ascend the stars. If she was not going to come quietly then he was going to force her to come with him. â€œFine, if you want to live like this then I can just treat you how everyone else does. Whores are less than trash where I come from. I became a detective so I can take out the trash, taking you in will be one runaway slut on the street.â€ After he reached the top of the stairs he grabbed her by the arm and twisted it behind her back.<br/><br/>Pushing his glasses up on his face, he said, â€œI didnâ€™t want to do this but youâ€™ve left me no choice. You canâ€™t keep running forever.â€ The handcuffs came out then and he sapped them on her wrists without a second thought. Roughly, he began to walk her back down the stairs, not caring about how the inevitable protest that was going to follow. Though he was careful not to accidentally have her fall down the stairs, if she did then it was on her, not his doing at all. The last thing he needed was to be responsible for her having something broken.  He had tried to be nice, tried to hold off on being the bad cop, but his impatience was really getting the best of him. Technically he was not allowed to do this since he didnâ€™t have a reason for picking her off the street in the middle of the night like this so he might get in trouble.<br/><br/>The glory of taking her out of here like this, however, especially in such a rundown part of town was that she could scream all she wanted but nobody would come to her rescue. People kept to themselves and didnâ€™t seem to care about what went on, always hiding when the cops came around. Women were getting dragged around all the time and he doubted that chivalry was alive in these parts at all. He had been nice in stepping in for her earlier but it seems that did not help much in terms of getting her to cooperate. It was a shame that he had to do this.<br/><br/>â€œThe hotel isnâ€™t far,â€ he spoke again, â€œjust cooperate and you wonâ€™t get any bruises.â€ Moeâ€™s voice was void of any care at all as the bad cop side of him began to take over. There was a bit of corruption in his tone as well, but it was a little bit forced, the fact it was forced was subtle though much to his relief.  It was a damn shame that no matter where you went the law was corrupt. He was really only doing this for her own good, but he really wanted to know what happened to that poor girl; he knew that Korraâ€™s hands were stained with her blood. Those two had been friends from what he understood, which made this even more difficult. Once he got her back to Texas he was going to prove to her once and for all that running away was futile. She was going to pay for what she has done.