[b]Finch
Two days after the Behir[/b]

The time had come again for Finch to go to work. No longer having to look over his shoulder for an unfortunate Epic dropin after Magus uncovered him at the park during that incident, he had gotten word from his contacts that an opportunity was open, and now he planned to take it. This wasn't about money though, this was about fame, prestige, getting his name out there. That was what mattered the most to him.

He was all ready to go, of course. He had some glass items on his for when he needed to fight, and had on his trademark outfit. Now it was just a matter of getting his target. And of that he had little worry due to the arrangements he had set up to make this all happen. 

Getting into the garage had been easy, with a bit of money and not looking that suspicious. It was once they were firmly inside the parking facility that they could get to work, parking the van somewhere out of the way. The men and Finch himself poured out, and he gestured forward to begin moving through the darkened structure. It was the end of the business day but of course the mayor had been delayed by a phone call, so most of the people had left. One driver remained with the van to watch over it, while the other men went to work.

Finch himself was unarmed, but his men had guns with them. They needed it more than he did, and the group moved quickly down the rows and halls of the parking garage towards their target. 

They arrived just in time to see the mayor getting into his car to go home. He had escorts of course, since nobody would be that stupid to be in a position of power without some protection in a city like this. But that wasn't going to make a difference here. There was no such thing as perfect protection. 

He waved to his men who went to work, short bursts of silenced weaponry taking out the guards. He strode up to the car, touching the window with a bare hand. That allowed a hole to open, through which he tossed in a smoke grenade with knockout gas before closing the hole. It filled the car, subduing the worried and then suddenly terrified mayor. 

Finch went about opening the doors, letting it disperse a bit before grabbing the unconscious mayor and passing him off to his men. The guards were tossed in back and the windows fixed, leaving th casual onlooker to think that nothing was wrong. 

"Good job boys, like a charm," Finch said to himself with a grin as the van screeched up, th men loading back onto th vehicle as they prepared for their daring escape. This had been easier than he would have thought. Presumably people were distracted, it happened (as he well knew).

Before going, he left a note on the front dashboard indicating himself as the one responsible, indicating that he would call soon with ransom demands, and leaving a red glass flower to accompany it. What was the point of an abduction if no one knew that you did it?

"Alright, let's go," he said to th driver, who nodded before pulling away on a course out of the parking garage with no one hopefully the wiser. So far so good, now it was time to prepare for the next stage of the plan