[ he hands her her phone he had also swiped off the table as if to say do whatever the fuck you want. there will be ambulances here in minutes anyway, and one of them might survive. only to get a lethal injection by an agent posing as a nurse later -- so really, does it matter? she can call the authorities to her heart's content. even if she recognizes him, which he doesn't think she has, at least not yet; any call of 'frank castle just shot up a warehouse in queens' will blend in with the riotous cries of his fanclub, still desperately hoping for him to announce that he's back in business.
he's not, this was just a one-off. save the girl, get back to his pathetic life. sounds delightful, doesn't it? ]
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he's not, this was just a one-off. save the girl, get back to his pathetic life. sounds delightful, doesn't it? ]