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Mz. Hyde
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Derringer looks at her, "No it's not that, it depends on what the demon does. If it just blends into human society and doesn't do anything, then I leave it alone. But if it goes around killing, say like that one did to children...well then I hunt it down and kill it. But it depends on who or what it's killing. Say a demon was killing convicts, then I won't kill it either. Only because those humans deserve to die. And same thing with bad people, like mobsters and hitmen." He adds. "And I go by a set of rules and codes that I made up myself. And I try not to break them." He adds. He was silent once again and then stares out at the road. Rain had began to fall and hit the windshield. He turns on the wipers, soon that was the only sound that was filling the car. Derringer lets out a sigh and then winds down the window some. Then he rummages around in his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Putting one in his mouth, he lights it. He had the window open, so the smoke could go outside the car. He didn't know if the smoke from it would bother her or not.