Karen's POV
I sat in Foggy's hospital room watching the news as he laid there still asleep in his hospital bed.
"Authorities ask that you contact them immediately. A deadly shooting just moments ago." The news castor was telling us. "As three of New Yorks finest have been gunned down in Hell's Kitchen. We still have little information as to who." She said before touching her ear peace as if someone was telling her something.
"We are just getting word of a fast development in the investigation into the Hell's Kitchen Bombings." She said before showing a picture of the masked man and his female counterpart.
"Turn it up," Foggy said as he sat up.
I looked back over to him and took a second to take in that he was okay before taking in what he had just said.
"Hmm?" I asked him.
"Turn it up. I want to hear this." He told me, I quickly turned the volume up.
"The authorities have just released a video. This is taken just moments after the explosions, that stunned Hell's Kitchen earlier tonight. This was pulled from a security camera." She said before the video started to play.
It was a video of the two of them beating up the cops as they tried to protect Vladimir.
"And authorities believe this two are responsible for the bombings. Possibly as part of an ongoing feud with the Russian mob." The reporter said as she replayed the video clip.
"Oh my god, that's him." I said to Foggy as I looked at the video again.
"The same man suspected of having just shot and killed the three police officers at the standoff." The reporter went on to say and I could not believe what I was hearing.
"That's the guy who saved my life," I told Foggy.
"This guy? Jesus...You're lucky he didn't kill you." He told me.
"I don't understand why he would do something like this. He just seemed like..." I started but didn't get the chance to finish.
"Like a crazy man in a mask." Foggy finished.
"I don't know he just didn't..." I told him.
"General rule...people who wear masks have something to hide, and it usually ain't good." He responded.
"Battleground of Hells Kitchen, one has to wonder whose side is this man on?" The reporter asked.
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The Devil's Moon (Finished)
FanfictionI left Hell's Kitchen and everyone when I was eighteen and never looked back. I never thought much about that shit hole I called home. I moved as far away from them as I could. All the way to California. I went to L.A. with the hopes of being a big...
