[center][color=0072bc][h2]Jackson Hurley: AKA Slingshot [/h2][/color][/center]
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[i][u]May 6th, 2012[/u][/i]
[u]Location: New York[/u]

Slingshot made his way through the light traffic with ease, managing to pull out of the alley just before squad cars began to push their search perimeter to incorporate his home. With a few flicks on the bootleg police scanner in front of the passenger seat, the vigilante listened to the local police movement patterns. They weren't looking for him, not in the given vehicle and not in his quick change of clothing. His black leather jacket and lack of a helmet appeared to be paying off as he made his way towards the location Alistar had given him. The drive was relatively boring compared to the high-tension he had faced earlier, between the bar fight and the chase. This was the best action Jax had seen since he had left SHIELD, and he wondered why he had ever left.

Jax pulled up towards the hotel, parking in the garage. Once there, the vigilante took a moment to take a few breaths. He hadn't slept much the night before, having gotten up incredibly early to speak with Mayers. To be fair, Jackson didn't sleep well at all since the warehouse. Once ready to work again, Jax grabbed two of his cases and made his way towards the elevator. Once inside, he followed Alistar's instructions. [i]Penthouse, Basement.... hold.... hold... penthouse.[/i] Once the sequence was completed, Jax tapped his foot as he waited to see what would await him when the sequence had completed.