A faint white light peered from the darkness that shrouded the office building. The light shined from the eye sockets of the helmet that Jason Todd wore. The pitch black darkness hid his mask and made him a complete ghost to all but the men that knew he was here. Footsteps echoed through the area, Jason's hearing being more then phenomenal. Three men stepped in front of the stain glass windows and door. Each wore a suit with a holster vaguely peeking out. From just the handles alone Jason could tell what kind of guns they were carrying. 

[i]"Mental note. They use shitty guns."[/i] Jason thought to himself with a grin hidden by his helmet. 

The men entered the door, shaky and hesitant as if they could feel something going on. "Hey." One of the men spoke loudly almost as if they were trying to intimidate Jason, or the man they thought they were meeting, "We brought it." The man speaking pulled a briefcase from behind his back that he had been carrying. Jason smiled, unseen by them, at the mere thought that he had caught these men this easy. They'd soon give up their connection to the one gang that was running things around here, the Black Mask gang. 

"Good. Put it on the table." Jason's response was quick and sharp. 

"Glad to be doing business with you." The man slowly placed the briefcase on the table whilst eyeing the figure standing on the other side, "You can check it yourself." The man paced back to his original position and Jason took this moment to grab the case, flicking the latches up and opening the case. His eyes were stunned by what he saw and suddenly the lights flickered on in the room from one of the men. This wasn't a payment at all as Jason realized he had been set up. His arrogance and haphazard way of handling criminals brought him to this point. A bomb had been planted in the case and opening the case activated the timer set to twenty seconds. 

"FOR THE BLACK MASK! WE GIVE OUR LIFE!" One of the men yelled before withdrawing their handguns from their holsters. Jason took no chances at this juncture. A quick pivot on one foot brought Jason to the windows behind him. Like most high end offices the windows were huge and easily ready for an escape. Withdrawing his own gun from the holster on his left thigh, Jason aimed and fired several times at the window. Bullets shattered the window in just enough time for the vigilante to dive out into the air with no stopping. The bomb exploded as soon as Jason was already falling two floors away. Flames erupting outward and the sheer force shaking his body. 

A moment passed as the young vigilante pulled a grappling hook from his black leather coat, saving him from splattering along the ground and bringing him safely to a rooftop nearby. His body rolled across the roof to adjust for the velocity and momentum he had gained and his clothing/armor helped protect him any harm with only a sore joint or two. Dusting himself off before grabbing his phone, Jason was not to happy with the results. This would cause a scene and alert the Black Mask Gang that the Red Hood was on their tail. Hopefully it kept Tim in the dark so he could still keep the stealth approach. 

Grabbing his phone from his coat, he sent a message to Tim that the whole thing was a bust and just what had happened. For now Jason would wait for the next incident in town and Tim's reply. These Black Masks gang members were becoming quite the pain. He placed the red hood attached to his hoodie underneath back on his head and watched over Bludhaven's streets intently.