His eyes flash with judgment as he gazes at this woman.  Such a nonchalant demeanor, a calculating response.  She may not have done it, but certainly she was....somehow involved.  She knew who did, perhaps.<br/><br/>And beyond that, she was an evil, horrible person.....no, not a person.  A demon, of some sort.  And powerful.<br/><br/>"What scent.  Who are you looking for.  You know who did this?"<br/><br/>He follows her as she walks away from him, shotgun trained on her back, as hard gray eyes look her over, her tight little ass swaying with her graceful stride.