It didn't take a genius to figure out who was responsible for the so called Humans First bombings. The chapter head was morally corrupt and repugnant but all you had to do was talk to him for a few minutes to realize that he wasn't smart enough, cruel enough, or crazy enough to pull off something like this. The mans ambitions beat out his hatred. Left to pace the confines of his shoebox hotel room trying to stay as far from the wandering eye of the media as he could get while everything blew over he was drowning in a world of cheap whiskey and the stale smell of cigarette smoke. To-go cartons filled the trash can, and the place looked even worse than usual, which for a roach motel like this was really saying something. Obviously this was a place for locals, not the ritzy tourists who came to the islands, but when it came to anonymity there was nothing like a good flea trap motel on a rural highway.
Not for the first time he pulled out his cell phone and tried to get ahold of Nori. The wetted filter of his Dunhill was bit between his teeth, holding it in place as he angrily punched at the buttons on the phone. Eyebrows scrunched together, eyes slits of topaz fire that held all the anger of a zealot in their depths. Even he was unsure why he was angry. The hassle of the media was certainly part of it, not being able to go into the office, having to lay low, but there was more to it. Was he mad because of all the innocents hurt? Or was he mad because he didn't get to be a part of it? That was the real question, and he didn't have an answer
"WTF call me bak or tell me where 2 meet u. need 2 talk. SD"
The local world class hater lifted her cellphone from her back pocket flipping it open. A cheap smoke set between her lips as she smirked faintly. She had been ignoring most people associated with HF, simply because she knew she doomed them to fall under the crush of humanity wanting blood for what happened on the fourth. She smirked and started to type back, before hitting send.
" 916 Mal'ahole Ln. Last house on st. Ill b there"
Before she hit send. Why was she inviting him to her house? Why not? At least there she had plenty of weapons in case she needed to shoot him or cut him up and use him for shark bait.