NOTE: The following scene contains alcohol use. (This is purely for precautionary sake)
Police Chief Robert Draxx opened the door to his apartment and flicked on the lights. It wasn't until after he had hung up his コート he noticed the shadowy figure, using night camo, hiding in the shadows.
"Revenge, couldn't あなた have met me at the office?"
"It's midnight, best bet was あなた were here asleep. In fact, I knew あなた were heading here."
Draxx sighed and opened the fridge. "What's so important?"
"Bane."
The Police Chief straightened up. "What's he doing in New York?"
"He's not. From my sources, he's still locked in Arkham Asylum. His venom however seems to have hit the streets. I believe Robert Handsik is on it and targeting gang members, homeless people, he may even have possible been behind the baseball bombing."
"Hmmm," Draxx said, opening a bottle of whiskey and pouring a glass. "Man with that kind of power could arrange anything."
"Exactly." Revenge said.
"And his company is based around baseball." The police chief looked up. "I don't suppose あなた drink?"
Revenge didn't reply. He took one of the drinks and sat down across from Draxx. The Police Chief could only see the red of Revenge's mask turn off. The Black Hero's face was hidden in shadows. Draxx raised his glass and downed the whiskey. The Black Hero's glass slid back across the table. Draxx looked at it. Perfectly clean, no DNA could possibly be pulled off of it.
"So what are we going to do about this?" he asked.
Revenge slid his mask back on. "Keep it low. See if あなた can't get an undercover cop in his organization. I've got bugs in his apartment and office. He's also under surveillance."
"You don't do anything halfway, do you?"
"No." Revenge said, opening the window. "I hear you're getting a promotion since Ellen is retiring."
"That'll be nice."
"Yes," Revenge noted. "Thanks for the drink."
"Sure." Draxx replied, but the Black Hero was already gone.
Police Chief Robert Draxx opened the door to his apartment and flicked on the lights. It wasn't until after he had hung up his コート he noticed the shadowy figure, using night camo, hiding in the shadows.
"Revenge, couldn't あなた have met me at the office?"
"It's midnight, best bet was あなた were here asleep. In fact, I knew あなた were heading here."
Draxx sighed and opened the fridge. "What's so important?"
"Bane."
The Police Chief straightened up. "What's he doing in New York?"
"He's not. From my sources, he's still locked in Arkham Asylum. His venom however seems to have hit the streets. I believe Robert Handsik is on it and targeting gang members, homeless people, he may even have possible been behind the baseball bombing."
"Hmmm," Draxx said, opening a bottle of whiskey and pouring a glass. "Man with that kind of power could arrange anything."
"Exactly." Revenge said.
"And his company is based around baseball." The police chief looked up. "I don't suppose あなた drink?"
Revenge didn't reply. He took one of the drinks and sat down across from Draxx. The Police Chief could only see the red of Revenge's mask turn off. The Black Hero's face was hidden in shadows. Draxx raised his glass and downed the whiskey. The Black Hero's glass slid back across the table. Draxx looked at it. Perfectly clean, no DNA could possibly be pulled off of it.
"So what are we going to do about this?" he asked.
Revenge slid his mask back on. "Keep it low. See if あなた can't get an undercover cop in his organization. I've got bugs in his apartment and office. He's also under surveillance."
"You don't do anything halfway, do you?"
"No." Revenge said, opening the window. "I hear you're getting a promotion since Ellen is retiring."
"That'll be nice."
"Yes," Revenge noted. "Thanks for the drink."
"Sure." Draxx replied, but the Black Hero was already gone.
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are あなた sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are あなた sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.