“Welcome to another peek at the sexy, glamorous world of Subtlety!” Justin set the load of files and pages in his arms down directly onto the conference table, with Bayou hauling in another stack just behind him. “If you thought staking out was fun, you’re both going to crap your pants in excitement once you get a taste of today’s project: research.”
Brett stared at the growing mound of papers, suddenly having flashbacks to senior year when all of his tests and projects were coming due. “Okay, I know this is probably a dumb question, but I’m going to want an answer eventually so I might as well get it out of the way. Why are we digging through a bunch of pages instead of going back to the neighborhood where the killer is? Wouldn’t it make more sense to keep hunting for them?”
“We are hunting for them, in a way,” Bayou explained. “As far as in person searching goes, the odds of us finding our murderer are slim right now. Remember, we scared them away from the scene yesterday, so they know someone is on the trail. Anyone with enough sense to stay unnoticed for this long will go underground for a bit, wait until the heat dies down. But even if that were not the case, we’d still be doing this. Justin, would you care to tell Brett why that is?”
There was no hesitation; Justin took the metaphorical baton as soon as it left Bayou’s hands. “To put in a nutshell: controlled engagement. Let’s say we did go back to the coffee shop and keep hunting for our target. We might find them on the street again, and when we tried to come after them there would be no shortage of civilians to use as cover or shielding. Even if we tried to trail them back to their hideout, they might spot us and then we’re in the same position. Basically, by going at it that way we’re letting someone else set the terms of the encounter. Now that’s unavoidable in a lot of Hero work, obviously when we react to stop a crime we’re engaging on the criminal’s terms. Whenever it’s possible though, we prefer to dictate the terms of the engagement. If we can figure out who our killer is, then we can get to them when they aren’t expecting it, minimizing the chances of a fight at all.”
That certainly did seem like a more ideal way to catch a killer, Brett could see the appeal. He just didn’t quite grasp how they were supposed to arrive at that point. “Makes sense, but what can we research to figure that out? Are we looking for some sort of pattern to triangulate the killer’s base?”
Justin chuckled. “I wish, that would probably be easier, but there’s no way we have the data to pull it off. No, what we’re doing here is using what little we know to find some likely culprits. After that, we start checking them out to see if any of them are our Super. If we find the target, great, if not, well I told you before: Subtlety involves a lot of dead ends.”
“Seeing as we don’t even know if the killer is a boy or girl, I’m not sure how much we’ve got to go on,” Brett said.
“We have more than you think.” Bayou began ticking off fingers on his hands as he spoke. “We know the general area that our killer works in, we know the type of person they target, we know a rough estimate of how long it’s been going on for, and we know the method of murder they use. The killer only goes after drug dealers, and only ones within a certain neighborhood. Justin, what does that point to?”
“Revenge or retribution. The most likely scenario is that our killer lost someone to drugs, be it through an overdose or gang activities centered around dealing. Maybe they’re offing drug dealers to keep the neighborhood safe, maybe they’re hoping to get the one that was responsible and don’t care how many they mow through in the process.”
“Couldn’t it just be some new Super in town who didn’t want to go through the HCP to fight crime?” Angela suggested. “Those do pop up from time to time.”
“True, and it’s certainly possible,” Bayou said. “However we’ll see that soon enough. If the killer changes locations, then it’s more likely to be a vigilante. If they keep working in that same neighborhood, then it means they have a personal investment in those streets. Since we can’t research the former very easily, that means our best bet is to focus on the latter. Thus, today’s assignment.”
Justin was already making the rounds, handing out stacks of pages to each person. “These are coroner’s reports on every gang-related murder and drug-overdose for the past year. Our job is to look into every person’s friends and family, seeing if they have anyone who might possess the necessary skills to take this kind of revenge. Pay special attention to ones that live near the hunting neighborhood or moved there recently. They might not be living openly as a Super, so don’t count on finding that part, although of course if they do have powers on record that makes them more likely candidates. If you’re unsure, put them in the potential pile. We’re going to whittle it down anyway, better we be too thorough than let something slip through the cracks.”
“A year?” Brett was almost certain they’d said this issue had been limited to the last few months. “That feels like overkill. I trust you have a reason for going back that far, just trying to understand what it is.”
“Our Super is careful,” Angela told him. “Really careful. Nobody pulls off a scheme like this without loads of planning. They may not have jumped right into drug-dealer murder when the person they loved died. There was probably some time devoted to figuring out how they were going to pull it off.”
“Precisely.” Justin set the last stack down in front of himself. It didn’t escape anyone’s notice that he’d taken on what was obviously the largest of the piles. “Look, I won’t lie; the odds of us finding our crook this way aren’t great. Subtlety is often a game of taking a lot of failures in stride until you hit on the one success. But when those successes come, they can make a huge difference. Plus, what better way to kill time until we get mysteriously whisked out of the country?”
Angela tapped her chin a few times before answering. “I mean, a shopping day wouldn’t be the worst idea. I could use some new swimsuits if we’re heading to a tropical nation.”
“We’re going there to investigate,” Brett reminded her.
“With the cover that we’re tourists,” Angela countered. “So things like new swimsuits would help sell the image. But hey, digging through old reports sounds fun too.”
She rolled her eyes at the end, even as she took her own stack and began looking through it. Since there was little else to do, Brett followed her lead and started to read as well. Maybe he’d be lucky and some crazy crooks would try to break into the base. It had to be better than a whole day spent doing homework.