Coming off the subway in Gotham, or any major city in DC Universe. Slam right into something big and solid. Digger, just fresh off a robbery. There's a panicked look in his face. Cops are coming. You can't see them yet, but you can hear them. The radios. Do you run and handle your own? Or do those baby blues make ya do something that you may regret?
He grabs your hand, dragging you through the crowd, past on lookers. Several security guards see the two of you, and alert the yelling officers of your location. You panic. Starting to tear up. Wondering why he grabbed you, what he had planned. He turns a corner, nearly slamming you into the brick of the exit corridor. Once out in open air, he shoves you into the first cab you see. Giving the cabbie an address. You know it. Well, the area. It was close to home.
The man drives off, not saying a word, nor making a move.
The ride ends and the cabbie pulls up to the curb of a trashy looking night club. The outside in hideously bright neon. Digger throws the man some cash and drags you into the club
