The shifter’s smile faltered at Jo’s admission. “Something happened. I…I’m sorry.” It wasn’t a question, just a simple statement of understanding. She knew what betrayal felt like all too well. But she couldn’t stop trusting Tony - not after everything he’d done for her. There weren’t many Hunters that would let a shifter live…especially one they knew nothing about. But that’s exactly what he’d done. He’d placed his faith in her - there was no way she couldn’t do the same for him.
At Jo’s question, the brunette gave a small grimace. “Are you familiar with the story about ‘The Monkey’s Paw’? Apparently, that’s what was in the box. Tony’s got the ritual for destroying the thing all ready to go…which is useless, of course, without the paw itself. According to him, just touching it is enough to make you instantly want to make wishes…I guess until one of them finally kills you…” She glanced down at her phone as it went off again. “I’ve got an address…and…” Ronnie suddenly cursed softly under her breath. “Terrific…the thing animates itself in order to seek out new victims.” She sighed softly. “Hacking computers is so much easier than this crap…” Looking up at the woman with a hopeful expression, the shifter asked, “So…you still interested?”
Jo shook her head and held her hand up before she said. “Hey, there’s no need for you to be sorry, alright?” She smiled at her before she sighed and said. “If you think everything is fine, then it’s fine.” She still worried about her friend though… Why he was so secretive.
She nodded when she asked about the story of the monkey’s paw and smiled. “Yeah, I know of it. I read the story in my English class when I was younger.” She said softly. Her eyes widened when she heard that that was what they were looking for to destroy. She let out a breath before she nodded and said. “Yeah, I’ll help you. I don’t know where to start, but I will help you. We will have to find a way in order to pick it up and not be tempted to make wishes.” She said softly.
“Thank you for understanding” Ronnie replied, offering the woman a smile in return. She was also grateful the other wasn’t pressing her for more information…but she didn’t say that part out loud. When Jo said she was still up for helping, the shifter sighed in obvious relief. “Thank you - seriously - I’m just not all that good at this sort of thing. Anyway…I’ve got the guy’s address…so I guess we should start there…but you’re right, going in without a way to catch it would be not only stupid, but dangerous, too.”
Ronnie drummed her fingers on the table for a moment. “I think I can get my hands on some spray canisters of liquid nitrogen. Maybe we can use them to give ourselves a better chance of immobilizing it? After that…” She looked down when her phone went off again, reading quickly. “Okay…so, Tony says to cover up when we go after it…as long as it doesn’t touch our skin, we’re safe. Sounds easy enough, right? And that means once we’ve managed to incapacitate the thing, it shouldn’t be too hard to stick it in a lock box or something.” The shifter tilted her head to the side for a moment, considering. “Hmm…I wonder how strong it is…? Might be safer to go with something heavy duty for containment.”