The Devil's Moon (Finished)

Chapter 23

Luna

I helped Matt tie the man up with a makeshift pulley system. He was tied up tight there was no way he was getting away.

"You find anything?" Matt asked Claire who was searching through his pockets.

She pulled out a phone but it looked to be broken.

"You smashed the hell out of it with that extinguisher. He had a badge. What if you're wrong." She asked him.

"Then we go to jail," I answered her.

"I'm not," Matt added to the conversation.

"This is way past what I signed up for," Claire said to us.

"What exactly do you think that was?" I asked her.

"I found a man who needed help, so I helped him." She answered letting me know exactly what kind of person she was.

She was a kind, caring person someone who should not be involved in this crap.

"Oh yeah, that simple," Matt said to her as if he was taunting her for being nice.

"Do you really want to get into this in front of him?" Claire asked Matt.

"He's out," Matt responded as if them fighting like this was normal even though they just met.

"Maybe he's faking," Claire said to Matt as if she was intent on making a point.

"He's not," Matt told her again.

"Okay, that right there, that's what I'm talking about. Okay, I find a guy in a dumpster who turns out to be some kind of blind vigilante who can do all of this really weird shit. Like smell cologne through walls, and sense whether someone's unconscious or faking it. Slap on top of that, he can take an unbelievable amount of punishment without one damn complaint. Then there's her whos way to calm with all of this." Claire said to him as she pointed to me.

"It's not the first time I tied up a man," I said to her causing Matt to turn his head to me slightly.

"The last part is all Catholicism," Matt told her making me roll my eyes at him and his stupid faith.

"So what? I'm supposed to take it on Faith that I'm on the right side of this?" She asked the two of us.

"You don't carry a masked man bleeding to death into your apartment on Faith. You knew which side you were at the moment you found me. Why'd you help me, Claire?" He asked her and this conversation was really starting to bore me.

"I'm a nurse. Work the ER at Metro- General. A few weeks ago cops bring in three men. Said they were robbing tourists, beating them up pretty bad. Apparently, a man in a black mask took issue with their activities and decided to step in. I counted nine broken bones between them. A few days after that, EMT's bring in a 19-year-old waitress, said some guy she knew waited for her after work in the parking lot, attacked her...tried to drag her into an ally. She said she screamed and screamed and a man in a black mask heard her...and he saved her life. So, yeah, words getting around." She said to him to my surprise.

"So you have been busy. Since when have you been such a bad ass?" I asked him with a huge smile on my face.

For some reason, I was extremely proud of him. I felt like finally, I might be able, to be honest with someone. Like someone might understand.

"I have been doing this for a while," Matt answered me.

"I want to believe in what you're doing. I really do. But this?" She said as she pointed to the man who was still tied up and hanging there.