The Devil's Moon (Finished)

Chapter 94

Luna

About an hour later, Foggy, Matt and I were at the station trying to get Brett to talk to us. He was reluctant at first. He was not happy to see me there. In fact, he looked like he wanted to shot me on site. After Foggy persisted long enough, he agreed to meet us out back.

"Things are bad enough around here. Last thing I need is to be seen chumming it up with the enemy. Especially ones bringing cigars for my mom." He said the second he stood in front of us.

"These are the good ones," Foggy said as he held out another bag of cigars to Brett.

"So all the other times you were buying cheep?" Brett asked him.

"For the love of God, you are all children." I snapped. I did not get how these grown-ass men could never say to the point.

They're like children chasing each other around in the playground.

"How are things bad? What's going on?" Matt asked.

"You hear about that warehouse fire, a few days back?" Brett asked.

"That Chinese place?" Foggy asked.

"Yeah, turns out it was full of illegal immigrants and a shit tone of heroin. And that guy in the mask was there with his girl. I had a run-in with them leaving the scene." He told us unknowingly that he was actually talking to the two people he was trying to arrest.

"Why does everyone assume there together?" I asked the three of them, none of them being able to give me an answer.

"What happened?" Foggy asked, and then I remembered that we had not filled him in on the details of that night yet.

"I got my ass beat. But his guy, I mean, I don't know what he said, it got me thinking. And his girl didn't want him to hurt me." He told us, it was clear he was starting to believe us finally.

"I heard they had that effect on people," Foggy told him as he looked to the two of us.

"He was working with Ben Urich," Matt added into the conversation.

"How do you know that?" Brett asked.

"Because we were working with Ben, too, on the same story." I quickly jumped in, trying to save the conversation before Brett asked any further questions.

"Where are you with the investigation? Any leads?" Matt asked.

"You know I can't be talking about that." He answered. "Especially in front of her." He added as he looked towards me.

"Story Ben's working on was about Wilson Fisk," Foggy told him.

"Yeah, the man in the mask talked about him. Said half the cops in the 15th are in his pocket." Brett said.

"You believe him?" Matt asked, wanting to know.

"No, I've seen things make me wonder." He answered.

"Ben found Fisk's mom. Told him some things Fisk wouldn't want out there." Foggy said.

"And you think he killed him for it?" Brett asked.

"Does it match up with anything you cant tell us?" Matt asked him.

"No, no. Forensics couldn't pull a single print at the scene. Not even..." He started to say but then stopped mid-sentence.

"Even what?" I asked.

"All his files and notebooks are gone. Hard drives were whipped clean." He told us.

"Fisk mama got the same treatment," Foggy added in.

"Gone, no record of her at the care facility Ben found her at," I told him, but the four of us took a step back from each other as two cops walked out of the station.

"Looking for you inside, Sarge." One of the officers said to Brett.

"I'll be in, in a minute." He answered them.

"Yeah, I'm still here. Give me the rest of it." He said to someone on the phone as he walked away from us.

"I've got to get back," Brett told us.

"There's nothing else you can give us?" Foggy asked Brett.

"No, I've said too much already!" He snapped back.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Matt asked him.

"It doesn't matter the way things are going around here, I'm thinking about taking an early pension. Move my mom somewhere worm." He told Matt.

"Be a shame. The only cop on the force we know for shore is still honest." Foggy told him.

"Never seen one? Honest cops are usually the ones get shot in the face." Brett answered before walking away.

"The cop on the phone, I had a run-in with him before in the mask," Matt told us once Brett was back inside the building.

"He works for Fisk?" Foggy asked.

"He was talking about Hoffman. They're looking for him just like Luna said." He answered.

"Shit, we need to find him before they do." I reminded Matt.

"Yeah we do, Hoffman can blow this thing wide open," Foggy told us.

"Only if we get to him first," Matt said as he hurried off down the street the two of us following after.

It wasn't much longer until we were back at the office, and the two of them were going crazy trying to figure out where Hoffman could be. I took this time to clear my head as I sat down on the floor in front of Karen's desk.