12: Ni-Bump-ght - Ayala and Dead Girl

“The cops, or police, enforce the rules of our society. We call them laws. And one of the laws is that we do not carry weapons in public. Weapons like your spear. So as far as the rest of the world is concerned only you and I can see it for now. If the cops show up do not attack them, they have the legal right to kill.”
Knowing his luck being the black guy he would be the one who got shot.
“So, avoid killing anyone, that is against the law too.”
Harry was thinking that he needed to have a look at translation formae for Ayala, she was too good an asset to leave on the bench.
The other one though… she was going to be an asset, but someone was going to have to put a bit of work in first. He had no idea how to work with her.
That was a problem for another day.
Right now they needed to get a bead on whatever had happened in town, the lack of screaming sirens meant nothing was public yet Harry supposed.
Ayala was clearly on alert. He looked back for DeeGee and found her looking at her reflection in a store of the window. Gritting his teeth he looked at his boots and swore under his breath.