The man underneath scrambles, trying to grasp at Deathstroke in a feeble last attempt, only leaving a bloodied handprint smeared across his helmet. Eye's remained locked, as the last breath escaped his lips.
Another million dollar hit complete.
"League of Shadows." He seethed. "You were in trouble, and now we're both in deep shit." He kicks the head of the assassin down at her, jumping to her level.
"This guy was tailing you."
Blood splatters confirming the kill, the shattering of glass from the high rise is even more satisfying.
2 million for the mayor of Blüdhaven, transferred straight into his account.