They said that even a centipede did not go stiff after death, let alone an organization that had operated for over a century.
The Court of Owls had not been completely wiped out, but Miao Mu had ripped out its backbone. They were now like rats crossing the street, hated by everyone.
All that remained was to mail their membership list to the newspapers.
Every Court of Owls member still safe outside had changed their name and fled as quickly as possible. Those who had not run fast enough...
Were kicked through their doors and dragged out at gunpoint by the Gotham Police Department's Major Crimes Unit, whose noses were sharp and whose arrest skills were exceptional.
Proper arrest warrants were written up for each of them on the spot, complete with the prosecutor's personal signature.
"Let go of me, you bastards!"
Mrs. Boris, dressed in expensive clothes, was pinned to the road by two Major Crimes Unit officers.
A knee pressed against her face without the slightest mercy. These officers dealt with murderers, lunatics, and extremists on the front lines every day.
They did not know the meaning of being gentle with women.
Besides, Mrs. Boris, already past fifty, did not deserve that phrase from any angle.
Mrs. Boris had tried to flee, but she had failed. She could only be arrested in public by the officers she had looked down on, sprawled on the ground in utter humiliation.
With a click, handcuffs locked around Mrs. Boris's wrists. One officer stood and unfolded the arrest warrant.
The charges listed on it were remarkably comprehensive.
They had been personally drafted by a senior judge of Gotham Court, every item precise enough to serve as standard teaching material for a law class.
If she were prosecuted on those charges, Mrs. Boris