Magnifying Glass

On the city streets

rain pours down,

ushering flighty innocents

into drier shelters.

Behind the building's shadow

a dark form with

a trench coat and hat

waits.

A scream, a shout,

perhaps a few 

shots in the dark.

It all adds up to one thing:

a case.

And likely a good sum

of money on the side.

Some snooping,

investigating,

questioning,

finding.

Evidence.

A wild chase

through the rainy streets

ensues.

A small wound,

a slight pushing 

back of plans.

Healing, rest.

Planning, plotting.

Another scream, 

another shout.

Another shot in the dark.

Another chase,

this time with

silver bracelets

ready to clamp

with a key to match.

Iron bars,

pleading tears

coming from a beautiful

face;

uncommonly beautiful.

Shunning,

wailing,

cold eyes screaming

revenge.

Case closed.

For now.