19 bullet casings
[Eunice is standing in the hallway outside her door, making her shrines there, on either side of the doorway. They're both simple but colorful: one sugar skull has a stuffed bear in a Boston Bruins jersey propped up against it, along with a cup of coffee and a ... pair of boxing gloves wut. The second sugar skull has a Celtic cross hung over it, and is adorned with paper shamrocks. A few nice cigars are set around the base of it, as well. She pauses in front of them to admire her handiwork, and say a few words, her journal open nearby]
Only one of you here knew them, but ... I feel like you all should have. Detective David Greenly of the Boston police department, and Noah McManus, formerly known as "Il Duce" ... They were both good men. They weren't afraid to stand for what was right, and good in the world - and gave their all, doing it, to make sure that those who did evil were brought to justice. They would've liked it here, too, I think ... they both loved people, and life, and --
[she chokes on her words as she catches a glimpse of David out of the corner of her eye - he's making a face at the bear, as if to say "a fuckin' teddy bear? Seriously?"]
-- and ...
Okay. I think I'm seein' things ...
Only one of you here knew them, but ... I feel like you all should have. Detective David Greenly of the Boston police department, and Noah McManus, formerly known as "Il Duce" ... They were both good men. They weren't afraid to stand for what was right, and good in the world - and gave their all, doing it, to make sure that those who did evil were brought to justice. They would've liked it here, too, I think ... they both loved people, and life, and --
[she chokes on her words as she catches a glimpse of David out of the corner of her eye - he's making a face at the bear, as if to say "a fuckin' teddy bear? Seriously?"]
-- and ...
Okay. I think I'm seein' things ...