As the men neared them Moe tightened the grip he had on his gun. He had been ready to draw it when he was suddenly grabbed and then practically dragged down the road by Korra before he could do anything about it. Stumbling for a bit until he found his balance, after being taken by surprise like that, he broke into a steady jog after her once he was released. Daring to look over his shoulder he noticed that the gang was not far behind. While he might not hesitate to shoot someone if he felt it was necessary like right now he ironically was not the kind of person who would go out of his way to find excuses to use his gunâ€¦ most of the time. He knew that there were some cops who would use this opportunity to shoot and kill every person following them but he decided to keep his gun silent and kept following the girl until they reached her apartment.<br/><br/>She had decided to drag him inside of the building and then she locked the door, sliding down to sit on the ground. There was a small part of him that wanted to make a comment but there was something holding him back. Maybe it was because he felt he had done enough damage with what he had said before, who knew.<br/><br/>In any case this was probably a good opportunity to find a way to get her to come with him. Surely she was aware by now that he was not leaving until she cooperated, if what happened in the alley was not evidence enough for her, if not then he would have to figure out another way. Moe was really not all that great with plan Bs but he would think of something; it would probably be reckless knowing him and he was told to avoid his usual recklessness with this case. His superior always told him not to be reckless, usually it was a joke, mostly because he could be so hard headed sometimes that he often got ahead of himself and got a bit reckless. Not so much anymore, however, since he has come quite a long way since he first became a detective. However, as mentioned before, every great detective had their downfalls and such. They were human after all.<br/><br/>â€œDo you want to live like that, harassed by men all your life? Oh yeah thatâ€™s definitely a wonderful way to make money. Letâ€™s get harassed by horny pigs day in and day out. Clearly you canâ€™t handle yourselfâ€¦ and to think I was after a dangerous murderer.â€ He said, half under his breath, half speaking to her, running a hand through his hair. Once more he spoke true even if he had been a bit harsher that time. Honestly he could not say what brought on that harshness, as that was something he usually kept to himself whenever he was working on a case. If she really had been this angry murderer he was told about then surely she would have been able to hold her own. There was no hint of that anywhere on this girl. But he was not about to be fooled, no, he was sure that she was just hiding herself well because she didnâ€™t want to face what she deserved.<br/><br/>Leaning against the wall, â€œLook, Iâ€™m taking you with me. Youâ€™re coming back to the hotel tonight and then weâ€™ll leave for Rangerville first thing tomorrow. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, your choice.â€ Moeâ€™s words were a bit stern rather than harsh this time around. He really was no longer in the mood to deal with this shit.