Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
When Cole's hand rested on his arm, Micah wasn't surprised. When Cole's fist found Trenton's stomach, however, he was. Cole was the last person Micah expected violence from, and it made something click in his mind, made him calm just enough to listen to what Cole was saying, to register the words. He had no idea who Shiloh was, or why anyone would be fighting about him. He didn't have the pieces to this puzzle, but it didn't change a damn thing. No matter why Trenton did it, it couldn't go unpunished - not any of it. And thanks to Micah's ability, he knew Trenton was guilty; it was as simple as that.
With the clarity came the realization that there were drugs in the apartment, and that Trenton was (most likely) high. He'd seen Boyd's hospital report before it had disappeared, and he knew there had been copious amounts of drugs in her system, but he hadn't found any indication of that in Aaron's autopsy. "You had to drug her too, you sick bastard?" he asked, and he couldn't help but think of Iris in that moment. "What kind of asshole gets off on fucking women who don't want him?" he hissed.
When Trenton straightened, Micah didn't throw another punch, and he didn't pull his gun. "We're arresting you, and we're locking you in the catacombs, and we're putting you on trial, you sick, motherfucking, hijo de puta."