This was one of the reasons he worked alone. If anyone got hurt, it was only him.
He lands on his feet next to Snart, still wearing the man's goggles, parka in hand. He covered him with the coat, one ear listening for anyone chasing them. So far, it seemed they had made good on their escape. If this could be considered good, he could smell the blood.
Another line from his nightstick cinches around Leonard's leg for a makeshift tourniquet. "We're not going back tonight," he says, his words tinged with regret that he couldn't quite hide. He'd have to accept there would be other days for taking down the Kingpin. Right now, he had to get help for these two, there was no way he could carry both. "You have any way of contacting this team of yours?"
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He lands on his feet next to Snart, still wearing the man's goggles, parka in hand. He covered him with the coat, one ear listening for anyone chasing them. So far, it seemed they had made good on their escape. If this could be considered good, he could smell the blood.
Another line from his nightstick cinches around Leonard's leg for a makeshift tourniquet. "We're not going back tonight," he says, his words tinged with regret that he couldn't quite hide. He'd have to accept there would be other days for taking down the Kingpin. Right now, he had to get help for these two, there was no way he could carry both. "You have any way of contacting this team of yours?"