Dust & Ashes {Daredevil}

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Rhea was slowly getting more irritated with Matt's clothes, but she knew that Melvin was working on a suit for her so she didn't see the point of going off and getting a new one. She fixed her hair for a moment before looking over at Matt. He nodded his head for her to move so she did. She jumped into the room and winked at one of the cops before bashing his face with her staff. She released a cry of shock as bullets came at her, she screamed causing them to no longer shoot towards her. She checked Matt, who monetarily rubbed at his ears.

She popped her neck before walking over to Hoffman, "Heya, Detective."

"You have an opportunity here, Detective." Matt pulled the chair out in front of Detective Hoffman and sat down, "By turning evidence on Fisk, you can set things right. If that's what you want. If not, you can sit here playing with yourself until Fisk sends more to kill you. Decide."

Hoffman sighed loudly, "It won't make a difference. He owns the cops. I'll be dead before I can testify."

"Not all of them are bad." Rhea hummed out as she twirled her staff from behind Matt, "Turn yourself in to Brett Mahoney, you can trust him. And he knows a few lawyers that can't be bought. They can help you."

"Yeah. Thanks for the tip-"

Matt flipped the table, which caused Hoffman to drop to the ground. "We'll be following you to make sure you get to the precinct alive. Try to run, try to do anything other than what I just told you, you'll wish I never saved you from that bullet."

"A bit dramatic." Rhea tapped Matt with her staff so he'd back away from Hoffman, "But the pont has been made. You better get running, Detective. I'm honestly in no mood to wait." She tilted her head when the Detective didn't move. She clapped her hands together in his face, "Chop, chop. Get a move on. I'm super impatient."

***

In one of the interview rooms inside the 15th Precinct, Foggy, Matt, and Zoe were seated in front of Detective Hoffman. While Karen and Benicia were near the door, leaning against the wall near the door. Foggy had leaned forward and turned a video camera on.

"As we stated on the phone, our client is willing to be placed in protective custody and waive all considerations for immunity." Foggy said with his hands on the table.

"In exchange for what?"

"Nothing." Zoe responded calmly, "Detective Hoffman regrets his involvement in Wilson Fisk's criminal enterprise and seeks only to unburden himself in the eyes of God and the state of New York. Detective?"

Hoffman cleared his throat uncomfortably, "I've taken money, a lot of money, to do things for-for Fisk. I'm not the only one. There's cops, lawyers, judges..." He chuckled, "At least one senator I know of."

"Start from the beginning. Names, dates, I want it all."

Benicia covered her mouth to stop the soft laugh that came from her. Karen nudged her side, but understood why she was so clearly amused. Especially because it finally felt like they won something. Her smile only got larger when Matt turned his head to her since he had caught the small laugh.