Chapitre 242: CHAPTER 238
"Well, its been fun but I'm afraid this is goodbye." Tom articulated as he grabbed his jacket to leave.
"Honestly I don't get you man, you treated my wounds after beating the complete shit out of me. Yet you didn't get an ounce of info on Jamie or anything concerning the benefactor like you hope to."
"I don't have to worry about Jamie, he'll come to me sooner or later. Especially since everyone he sent after me never returned to report back to him." Tom replied with a smirk. "While I wait for him to come get me himself… I would advice you worry more about yourself at the moment and not concern yourself with other people's worries.
"I advice you take your leave now, sir. The police are almost there." Gwen's voice reverberated in his ear. "The police will be here any moment now, you wouldn't have to wait too long."
"I don't know what kind of trick you used against Char and I, but I assure you Jamie won't lose to the likes of you. He would use you for sport before ending you." Fang threatened, not a single doubt in his eyes as he spoke.
"I look forward to meeting him, unfortunately for Jamie he won't be able to cause me as much as a scratch." Tom said with a chilly sense of confidence as he stared him down.
"I wouldn't be so confident if I were you. I was wondering why you took the actions you did, or why you were so confident to engage us."
"And?" Tom asked with a raised brow, wondering what conclusion Fang came to.
"The look in your eyes says it all already, although you do a great job in concealing your true nature but I'll give you an advice as a parting gift, think of it as your reward for lasting this long as a target of the Sparrows."
"Get on with it already, I have quite a busy schedule today." Tom wasn't interested in hearing whatever he had to say, but it wouldn't hurt to indulge him one last time.
"Remember, pride often leads to the downfall of men who has never tasted defeat. I'll be out of prison in no time, and if Jamie hasn't finished you, I will take my sweet time in killing you myself." Tom could hear the disdain in Fang's voice as he spoke, he's last sentence was filled with so much resentment, especially when promising to kill Tom once he got out of jail.
"I doubt you would get to see my face ever again, so good luck with that." After his short response, he took off from the scene, slipping away from the incoming police vehicles at the nick of time.
Police vehicles surrounded the building, securing every possible escape route before making their way into the building, seeing nothing else but an injured man in al bed.
They immediately surrounded Fang who laid crippled at the middle of the empty space, covered in bandages. They trained their guns on him as they approached with caution.
"Relax officers, as you can see am the victim here." Fang tried playing the innocent victim card, unsure of what info Tom had given to the police about him.
"Call an ambulance, we're taking the suspect in." Commissioner Gordon instructed, dressed in a bulletproof vest and gesturing with his gun for his subordinate to search Fang incase he intend on doing anything funny.
"There's something around his neck." An officer announced as he cautiously proceeded to investigate the collar. "It's one of those collars used for neutralizing meta powers." He confirmed.
"There's a key over her." Another officer reported, certain it was the key to the dampening cuffs around Fang's neck.
Fang thought it impossible for the police to have any sort of evidence or identification on him. The Sparrows had insiders in the GCPD so he wasn't bothered for he was likely to regain his freedom in a week or less.
To this thought, he chose to remain silent and let the police carryout their so-called duties without showing a shred of resistance or showcasing any form of suspicious behavior.
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Later that evening the gang were off to their own activities at home. As usual, Tom was up in his room, going through certain work in his computer as he finalized a few deals.
His company building over at Metropolis was near completion and he had a bunch of business proposals for Ghost.
As he reviewed the offers, he noticed a lot of them were jobs he could just assign to Gwen like he had been doing for the past couple of months. Her algorithm was precise enough to direct heists and many other organized crimes without a snag.
One request which stood out was from a drug cartel which needed help importing a drug so rare that it could hardly be found even in the black market.
"Compound V-13 huh." Tom mused out loud. It was a drug rumored to give temporary meta powers. The request mentions importing just a crate full of this drug but the pay was very good.
"This drug is not only rare, but was no longer in production." He thought out loud, typing on his computer as he surfed deep into the dark weeb in search of it but found nothing.
There was no way of replicating that drug because the German lab previously responsible for making it with intentions of making normies feel super, and for the creation of super soldiers, was blown to bits by opposing countries before they could complete the formula in other to give it a permanent effect.
Tom let out a small laughter in amusement as only one conclusion added up while putting the little puzzle together as to how they got their hands on a crate full of it. "Those greedy bastards must have bought every compound V-13 available on the black market, now wanting to resell it for the price of a kidney." As Tom considered accepting the job, he was interrupted by Gwen.
"It's almost time for the evening news, sir." She informed. "Thanks Gwen, inform the others so they meet up at the living room." He replied before heading for the living room.
Making his way past Jason's room, he noticed the door was half way opened and he caught a glimpse of him staring out the window.
"Hey Jase." Knocking on his door, Tom pushed it a bit wider before going in. "I'm heading downstairs, you should come too." Tom called out to him but did not get a response as Jase kept staring out the window like he was in some state of hypnosis.
Tom found this behavior to be quite unusual so he walked up to him. As he approached, he noticed Jason's eyes were fixed out the window like he was caught in some sought of trance, sweating and fidgeting with his thumb and index finger.
"Hey, Jase." He called out with a louder tone as he firmly grabbed Jason's shoulder. "Yes…" He finally responded, averting his gaze to look Tom's way.
"Dude, are you okay?" Tom asked, fully aware it was probably from previous trauma. Either from the time Joker beat his ass to death with a crowbar, or a side effect of being raised from the dead.
"I'm fine, let's go see how well Vicki and the Commissioner did their job's." He replied as he gestured for them to head down to the living room.
Tom didn't ask questions regarding what might have triggered what Jase just experienced, but put it aside as they went down the stairs, only to find Leo laying on the couch with an opened magazine resting upon his face.
Using his powers, Tom tossed the magazine to the table. "Move your legs aside bro, that's my best spot for a good angle of the TV." He proceeded to drop off Leo's legs from the couch as he sat on the available spot, intentionally disrupting he's comfort.
Jason grabbed the remote and switched to the news channel, the headlines were according to the story he feed Vicki Vale as Red Hood, all except one which caught both Jase and Leo off guard.
The news made it known to the public that two key members from the terrorist group responsible for the gas explosion and the murder of police officers who tried rescuing civilians held hostage by this group, had been identified.
The news mentioned the police had been tracking them for some time but certain individuals who call themselves the Outlaws, got to them first. They confirmed the death of a female member, found dead by the sea shore and with signs of a battle around the scene.
They mentioned the police receiving a tip about the location of the other, but he was already in bad shape when they got to him.
Unfortunately he was killed at the hospital while under police custody, shot dead in his hospital bed.
Jase muted the TV as both him and Leo turned to Tom for an explanation, Fang's death was nowhere included in their briefing.
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