"So you looked into newspapers and whatnot, and found out a boooring story about a cornered innocent man and the bad police officers who mishandled the case."
…at least in his world. Reading between the lines, he gets the impression that not all Cabanelas suffered repercussions for their fuck-up that day. Different legal systems, he supposes - he cannot imagine Yomiel not testifying against him.
"But the bad stuff? The kind of stuuuff a man could be blackmailed for? I’m countin’ the people in the know on the fingers of one hand, baby, and you ain’t one of ‘em…"
✖ - { Eon, by this point, is tired of playing stupid - the oblivious puppy look simmers from their eyes, replaced by a hawk-like awareness. They press their lips into a tight line and fold their arms - though a smile rests somewhere on their face. }
The bad stuff, you say? Let’s just say…let’s just say that I already know this bad stuff.
✖ - { Even though, despite all their sureness, it still wasn’t certain that they did. }
Hypothetically, of course, Mr. Cabanela – let’s just say I knew, and planned to tell everyone of this bad stuff. How would Yomiel - or any of the Yomiels - react?