ENFORCER

Bollocks, I detest hate mail. Where is the joy when you can’t say what you feel to someone’s face?

Trust me, people are always saying it to my face, too. Which I suppose is the reason why you’re here.

So much for your plan.

Or did everything go exactly like you knew it would?

It’s going in the direction of the worst case scenario, lass.

It is well-deserved towards you.

Well, lass, this also has your name on this too, bigger-- actually; since you like to antagonize everyone you come across.

Do you like it? I was the one who drew your face with the penis eyebrows.

The penis is very well drawn-- looks like you had a live model.

That’s what happens when you’re the face the reminds a town’s of its possible destruction. Cheers.

You know what they should really do? Bother Josefina since she’s the one that’s trying to really shut down the town right now that’s present.

I may be mistaken, but that drawing looks quite phallic.

Does that really say suck my-…oh, wow. How detailed.

As if the previous three and a hybrid attack didn’t cause enough hysterics. I want to ensure this town’s survival, Walsh, never mistake that, but the others agree you cannot contain the problem for long. You make me the enemy when it has been your mercy creating a whole slew of troubles you’ve swept under the rug.

Then let me do my job and stay out of my way if you want the town to survive. Mercy? I help those who deserve to be helped, but don’t mistake my openness to those around me as mercy-- once they become a problem, I get rid of them. You forget who the enforcer is here--  you don’t want to make me the enemy.

I know there’s only so far that we can go to help them, and only so much that we can do. But I can’t help but want to try, to do anything that we can to stop the council from destroying this place. I can try speaking to Marshall, you might have a better chance with Eloise than I. 

It’s a little more personal than that.

I know, I want to help them too. A lot of these people don’t deserve to go down because of a few bad seeds. Not the Chamberlain’s, not Winslow’s pack, not Thornton’s or Szymanski’s coven-- not even the Hybrids. Even if we can’t protect the town, maybe we can convince the rest of them to leave. I don’t know why you think that-- I feel like Bellefleur just humors me most of the time, but I’ll try.

I chose this, I know I did, but you can be as sure as hell the sun’s coming up tomorrow I won’t let him change me into someone I’m not. He understands I’m going to fight him every step of the way regardless of loyalty.

Until one day you don’t. Just don’t get yourself killed, I would hate for Thornton to lose you completely.

All the leaders are rogue at the moment; Tiberius, Cassandra and Victoria. Then you have Malcolm who we still have to figure out what we’ll do with him.

I’ve been speaking to Cassie, trying to help her. Her guilt is what’s holding her back.

We can’t meddle too much, Lilah. No matter what we feel about the town and its inhabitants... we can work with them, but if they can’t stand on their own two feet and deal with the problems, including Winslow-- the rest of the council will order me to start killing them. I can work with Tori as much as I can but the best way to get through to Szymanski and her would be through Bellefleur and Marshall.

Nothing I say can sum up the atrocity that is your workmanship.

I’m here to fix what you, Lilah, and Vladimir are incapable of fixing.

I know a thing or two about mercy, but you’re allowing the wounds to fester too long. While Eloise is dropping bodies left and right while nothing’s done about it, Malcolm’s still alive. 

I’m working on Bellefleur, Sinclair, but it isn’t my place to do what leaders should be doing. I’m keeping the rest of the council at bay as much as I can, I helped stop the Hybrid attack-- but the leaders need to get back on their feet and do their jobs.

Oh, I have several different profanities I would love to indulge in.

Choose your next words very carefully, Quinlan.

How about you keep them to yourself?

Surprisingly. For once – I have nothing to say.

You’re one of the few-- I know it may seem far-fetched, lass, but Lilah and I... we want to keep this town alive.

Eloise Bellefleur is becoming a problem. Half of the town’s population are either dead or have left. How are we supposed to save this town from annihilation.

I didn’t realise my facial cues were so obvious. It’s not a critique on you per-say.

Only when you know what you’re looking for, Lilah-- your secret is safe with me.