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Post by Darius Martin on Feb 14, 2010 6:14:39 GMT 9.5
 Darius wasn't usually the 'lurk quietly in the shadows' kind of hero, but this situation definitely called for some stealth, at least right now. He had been doing his newly-appointed task, trying to protect the city. So far it had all been nickle and dime cooks, none of whom was very important to anyone. But form one of them, he learned something interesting.This was New York, and there was some big time crime here. He was looking at an ordinary looking man with one of those big suitcases on wheels. It didn't look out of place. He could have just been some guy traveling. But according to Darius's sources, that suitcase was filled with heroin.
A second man stepped off of a train, carrying a duffel bag. Unless Darius was being lied to, that bag was full of cash. By now, Darius knew that he couldn't just leave people outside of a police station with a note; that wasn't enough to get a conviction. He needed to catch these two in the act. That would be easy enough.
This time, he wasn't wearing his usual costume. Even in a New York City train station, that would attract attention. Instead, he was dressed more or less like anyone else. He was wearing a large, warm coat; with his metal coat underneath it. There was a scarf wrapped around his face, concealing the lower half of it. And he was wearing the sunglasses of a blind man to hide the rest of him. The cane he carried was supposed to complete the disguise. It was kind of hard to see with those glasses on, but he could see enough. Very soon, he'd make his move. |
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