Owner	Pose
Jericho	It's around this time an armored humvee races onto the scene down the block, practically right in the way of the officer and Jacob, and a side door opens, a mercenary with an assault rifle pointed at the officer, "Thank you for the escort, we'll take it from here."     Meanwhile, Lex splits his satellite view of the event into one for the humvee and one for the fight itself. "Package being secured. If the escort tries to run with it, deal with it."      Officer Brandon glares at the merc. He seems to have suddenly taken on a much more determined and aggressive attitude. It was clear to him that these guys wanted Abner alive. If not, they would have killed him already. Pulling Jacob up against himself, he holds his pistol up against the sniper's temple.     "Make a move and I'll kill him." he threatens. A police officer threatening to kill a prisoner in cold blood just like that? But anyone could tell from the look on his face and the icy, resolute tone of his voice that he was serious as serious could get.     Even Abner looked shocked. "What the hell Brandon, thought you were 'getting me to safety'?" That gets him a face full of pistol barrel. "Shut up!"
Lex Luthor	From his vantage on a rooftop a mile or two out, Lex just stares at the satellite view. "Dumb." Lex mutters to himself in the warsuit. He REALLY hoped he didn't have to get involved in this directly; all kinds of eyes might be on this now... but at this point, the officer just made himself a priority threat. Over the comms, Lex spoke directly to those in the humvee only, <<Stand by, Fire support is incoming>> Walking over a few steps, Lex sets the sensors to finding him an optimal firing angle... and unfolds the railgun from a back module. The barrel unpacks as he sets the yield and barrel length to an anti-personnel sniper rifle, and aims it along the trajectory the targetting system gives him. All of this is done in moments and beamed directly into his eyesight via the cyberpathic interface... and he takes aim for the back of the officers head. Silent death fires from the railgun, a needle thin projectile fired with just enough force so it would hit the man in the back of the skull like a .22, just barely giving a trickle of blood out of the forehead as Lex headshots the man. <<grab the package and go.>>
Jericho	One moment Brandon thought he had the upper hand...the next, he was dead. Blood trickles down his forehead and down the side of his face as his grip on Abner releases and he drops to the ground, motionless as a pool of blood starts to form on the concrete around his head.     With the sudden shift and still being handcuffed, Abner stumbles a bit, struggling to keep his footing. "Who the hell--?!" he asks, glancing about wildly in search of who could have fired that shot, especially up on rooftops or out of windows. But as if that weren't strange enough, a young man suddenly...well, appears out of nowhere. Right where Brandon had previously been standing. With Luthor's connections, he'd probably recognize him as Joseph Wilson, Deathstroke the Terminator's younger son.     Interestingly, Abner actually doesn't look surprised at this development, despite his shock at the railgun fire. In fact, he just looks kind of resigned. "Oh -shit-..." he mutters, before Wilson suddenly seems to disappear again.
Lex Luthor	"Interesting." Lex notes, before he zooms in the satellite view on Abner, <<If he doesn't get in right now, Tranq him. No delays.>>
Jericho	For a moment, Abner stands there doing nothing, as if frozen in time or something. But then he shrugs and gets into the humvee. "Just gonna be straight with you up front. Whoever you are, you're not getting anything out of me." he remarks as he does. "I'm not some street thug. But you should already know that part."
Lex Luthor	<<Ignore him and get going. The employer has their own plans>> The railgun is packed back up and Lex launches from the rooftop with a jump, starting to go across rooftops without thrusters to he can maintain some semblance of stealth as he follows the convoy route back to the bunker he has prepared.