Murphy would be correct on that count, and a very rich woman. The Seattle PD wasn't helpless, but it was more concerned with other issues.
Saerian chuckled to himself at Murphy's last thought, happy he'd at least encountered a fiesty cop this time. It was a safe assumption that he preferred his women with a little bit of fight to them.
Anything you say, Officer, he responded. It's your funeral.
He sauntered off, into the darkness. He'd find other ways to bother her. More inventive ones.