Gren takes a moment to consider this. He weighs up the pros and cons of the venture, settles on an expression that's slightly less of a grimace than usual- and rolls his shoulders.
"Maybe. Depends on if you're planning on arrestin' someone that didn't do shit again."
Yeah, he's always going to be bitter about that. YOU TOOK THE BEST ARM, BIGBY. He lost his arm for that bald fuck. The bitterness will last forever.
"Just cause I'm taking someone in doesn't mean they've been found guilty, key thrown away. I don't stop digging until I've got proof beyond my doubt." It's a matter of pride. He won't let anyone best him, and having the wrong person for a crime? Is letting someone else win.
He stubs out the butt of his cigarette and debates lighting another. "Hopefully won't be anything needs arresting someone. Not for a few years."
Woody would've run. Bigby would've had to hunt him down and waste time finding him. "He was smacking up the girl earlier that night, belted her black and blue, Gren. I needed him to not be fucking running. You know perfectly well that any right thinking Fable would've held him under suspicion."
He really doesn't want to rehash it again and again. "Yeah, but someone murdering Fables isn't usually one of those things."
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"Maybe. Depends on if you're planning on arrestin' someone that didn't do shit again."
Yeah, he's always going to be bitter about that. YOU TOOK THE BEST ARM, BIGBY. He lost his arm for that bald fuck. The bitterness will last forever.
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He stubs out the butt of his cigarette and debates lighting another. "Hopefully won't be anything needs arresting someone. Not for a few years."
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Not him. But he only trusts Holly.
"You say that, but there'll always be a new piece of bullshit for us to deal with."
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Woody would've run. Bigby would've had to hunt him down and waste time finding him. "He was smacking up the girl earlier that night, belted her black and blue, Gren. I needed him to not be fucking running. You know perfectly well that any right thinking Fable would've held him under suspicion."
He really doesn't want to rehash it again and again. "Yeah, but someone murdering Fables isn't usually one of those things."