A loud thud reached Kaitlyn's ears, and she grimaced. Well, she must have been caught. That wasn't good. She'd need to deal with that. But first thing's first, removing her prints from the murder weapon. Luckily, she just about always carried a rag in her pocket, so she used that to wipe it down while her Shade help it by the barrel. It took her just long enough to let that man call the police. 

A hop of the fence and a skip up the back steps brought her face-to-face with an unlocked back door. She would have opened it, but one must always be careful in leaving prints. So, she had to wait for her irritatingly slow Shade to reach her side and open it for her. The back door, like many in this neighborhood, led directly into the kitchen, where the man and his phone was. She stepped towards him, pondering on how to set everything up. The best thing to do? Make it look like a murder-suicide. And in order to show signs of struggle, she decked him in the jaw and in his gut. Then, Animal I Have Become pointed the gun at him. 

[color=ed1c24]"Is this gun floating?"[/color] she asked the man, curious as to whether other people could see the apparition determined to follow her around. Well, not that it really mattered too much, right? She could make the thing disappear if she needed to. And no one's gonna believe that a monochromatic, purple-eyed woman with no naughty bits was following her around. [color=ed1c24]"Oh, it doesn't matter."[/color]

While the gun was pointed at him, cocked and ready to shoot, she looked about for some gloves, rummaging around with her rag before finding a box of latex gloves. So, she donned the fingerprint-masking lifesavers, forcing the man to his feet and dragging him outside, literally tossing him over the fence. And damn, was he heavy... It hurt her shoulders a bit to lift him. Then she hopped the fence again, and had to wait for that damned ghost thing to climb over. 

[color=ed1c24]"Friend of yours?"[/color] she asked, motioning to the dead man. [color=ed1c24]"Couldn't have him go to the cops, you know? And I can't have you do it, either. You know, lots of people like bribing, or blackmailing. Trust me when I say those are popular tactics... but they're not very effective, you know?"[/color] She took a seat in the lawn chair again, sighing a bit. And, here her Shade was, back at her side, pointing the gun at this man. [color=ed1c24]"People are a lot stronger, you know, mentally, than everyone gives them credit for. Humans are strong-willed. Sometimes a few thousand dollars or some leaked e-mails aren't enough to keep someone quiet, or make them cooperate. But if you know how to kill people... you'll have a whole lot less trouble."[/color]

The shade turned the gun about, holding the handle out to the older man. [color=ed1c24]"Take the gun. If you don't, this is going to be much harder on everyone."[/color]