At the Hideout
The Black Suit finds his way to the place on 83rd Street, a warehouse that seems to very lively for the late hour of the night. He lands atop the building and creeps inside through an open window, the costume changing immediately to the color of the red-brick inside the building.
The music is loud and uncomfortable, but the Black Suit watches, looking for any other criminals he knows, when he spots the second shooter from that day among the party-goers. He's dancing, laughing and drinking as if he hasn't a care in the world.
The Black Suit crawls along the ceiling then lowers himself down into the midst of the party people as he comes up behind the shooter.
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