Hear Me

Friends

Jessica Jones stands outside of the 15th precinct, waiting for Clara Marinetta. She stays far away from the front entrance, not wanting to be spotted by any cops who might know her.

"Thank you for coming," Clara says as she meets up with Jessica.

"What the hell happened to you?" She gestures to Clara's bloody shirt.

Clara shakes her head, "doesn't matter."

Jessica shrugs, "let's get this over with," she says, "Where are we looking first?"

She sighs, "his apartment."

The two women set out for Matthew Murdock's apartment. "What kind of friend is this guy?" Jessica asks.

Clara shrugs, "I'm not sure. It's complicated."

"Already?"

"Well, we've gone out several times but...," she shrugs, "I don't know. Let's just find him."

The Man in the Mask hears gunshots in the distance, where he left the Russian. He leaves through the tunnels below the building. The Russian chose his fate and there was nothing the vigilante could do for him now.

Clara and Jessica leave his apartment building. It's empty. Clara was hoping he had just gone to bed early and turned off his phone. She sighs and thinks for a few minutes, not sure where to go next. "You really care about this "friend", huh?" Jessica says.

She nods, "I guess I do."

"Where are we off to next?"

"His workplace, I guess," Clara starts walking down the sidewalk when three people jump out at them. "What the..." She says as one of them grabs her arm. Jessica runs up, hitting one of the men in the throat. Clara pulls her gun but it gets knocked from her hand by the man grabbing her. She grabs the taser from her other holster and shoots him with it. He falls to the ground, twitching. Jessica has already taken down the two others.

"You need to work on your fighting skills," Jessica says, catching her breath.

Clara rolls her eyes, "sorry I'm not some super human like you are."

"Why did they attack us? Do you know them or something?"

She shakes her head, "I don't know. Maybe they were going after you. I mean, you are the one who likes to get into trouble more often."

Jessica chuckles, "what does your blind friend do for a living?"

"He's a defense attorney."

She stops, "are you serious? Isn't that... like fraternizing with an enemy?"

Clara sighs, "my workplace isn't privy to my relationships with people. Now, let's get out of here before they wake up and decide to kill us."

"Aren't you going to arrest them?" She asks, crossing her arms.

"I have more important things to do."

"Like finding your boyfriend?"

She takes a deep breath, "I already told you, it's complicated. Now, are you going to come with me, or not?"