Cleanin' Up Afterwards

Now, with her unconcious and him dead, Johann proceeded to check the corpse’s former belongings, not that he took too much pleasure in it, but that very same costume had taken him out from more then one particular pickle, most of all, because of the very nature of the state he had the luck to have being born into, after all, LA was known as ‘The City On Wheels’ but truth was, the whole state of California was to some extent or the other true to that stereotype.

So now he had a wallet with a barely descent amount of cash, his ID, aparently his name was Alexander Sheridan and lived fairly far away, if it wasn’t a fake ID anyways, Alex also had some condoms, a picture of some woman, not the girl he was beating tho, some stripjoint’s card and a creditcard, probably a useless one, but who knew? Maybe Ace could use it somehow, he was supposed to be some sort of wizkid now right?

From rufling through the other pockets he got some change, keys and of course, carkeys, as he had known, everybody in California had, rented, borrowed or stole some form of transportation, the place was just too big and to exciting not to, besides, how else would you go to work?

After leaving Jill parked in a nice and secure spot and texting Ace to please pick her up as soon as posible, finding the right car only took him a few tries, after all, it wasn’t like near that really dark halley there were that many parked cars, it seemed they had being drinking not too far from there, he felt the alcohol in their blood, tho they weren’t drunk yet, he dealt with the gapping wound on his victims neck, leaving a bloodless corpse without any way of losing all that blood was better then the other way arround, at least for transportation and evidence trassing.

Getting the car closer to the alley, he simply dropped the body on the trunk, carefull not to be seeing doing it.

Last but not least, he took the jacket and cap from the dead guy, making sure to hide his hair on it, just in case someone spotted him from affar...

Corpse in the trunk and girl on the passenger seat, he went to take her home, a crappy apartment on an even crappier building, not too far from the alley he had found them in, leaving her to rest on the bed, changing his jacket for the corpse’s before taking note of the place, with the lose of blood she would probably be bedbound for a few days and might think of it all as a nightmare, but one could never be too careful.

Now, he was no expert getting rid of bodies, but well, all Kindred pick up a skill or two for those cases, his was a rather simple one, get some Lime Cal, get a shovel, go to a remote location and burry your problem away, it will dissapear soon enough, usually he wouldn’t be that careful, but one dry dead body would be far too bad timing considering... well, resent events.