The more he stares the perp down, the more his blood runs cold in his veins. He's come across plenty of nutjobs and sick-minded fucks, but this one, even if Blake wants to write him off as a common criminal, he has to admit he's different somehow.

"Tempting. You have no idea." He shifts a little, focus never wavering even as the sirens draw nearer. "But I'd rather know you were locked away in Blackgate to rot the rest of your pathetic life away." And just then, his gun lowers to the man's leg and the gunshot explodes into the air.

"Reinsurance you won't run again."