"If Misty can't help us... we need a PI."
Fresh King's mind was reeling as they walked out of the precinct. "A private investigator?"
"Yeah." Luke replied nonchalantly.
"But... Why don't you wanna hire one?"
The man stopped, sighing. "We have... A history."
Jay started to catch on after a few seconds. "Ohhhhh, the PI is a she." He said with a smirk.
"It's not like that." Luke protested. "Not anymore."
"But it was."
"Yeah, and if you bring that up in front of her, she definitely won't help you."
"Ok, ok, I won't."
"We'll get the girls, then I'll call her and see if we can head over to her office."
"Is she, like, official?"
"Yeah, she's official. And I might not even have to pay her. Hopefully we won't need her help for too long."
"Aww, why not? You nervous?"
Luke groaned. "No, I just like to work alone."
"Sure, sure."
The two walked briskly back to the barbershop. It was getting late, but losing daylight wasn't a problem for Luke Cage. That just meant this was just the beginning.
Fresh had joked around with Luke, but his heart was pounding inside his chest. He was scared for his family, and he was scared for his own life. He was going to need all the help he could get.
The door to Pop's opened and Tammy ran towards Jay in an embrace. "What happened? Are you guys alright?"
"Yeah, we're good." Luke replied calmly. "But we still don't know where Jay's family is."
Nancy gasped. "What about Mariah?"
"She was keeping them safe, but somebody took them." Jaelen explained. "We're gonna get someone to help."
"We're going together." Luke said, Bobby coming into the room and sighing with relief.
"Please tell me you're not going to do anything reckless."
"Not yet. We're going to see Jessica."
Bobby chuckled. "Really? You must be desperate, then."
"I'm just trying to help Jay as best as I can."
"So that's her name." Jaelen butted in with a smirk.
"Is she nice?" Nancy asked.
"Definitely not." Luke and Bobby replied simultaneously.
"Well, that's comforting." Fresh said sarcastically.
"Come on. Let's go."
The group sighed, trudging out of the shop.
"Good luck!" Bobby called as they left.
"So, where to now?" Tammy piped up.
"Alias Investigations." Luke stated. "We're going to Midtown."
"Wait, wait, wait. Midtown?"
"Yup. Let's hop the train."
"But-"
"No questions asked."
Fresh turned to Tammy. "What's wrong?"
"I've just... never been this deep into the city without my Mom."
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