There he was, Chill. One of Falcone's bosses. Scum. Filth. Contagion.
Now, how to go about curing the di-
*bang! bang!*
The copper? No, this was a new player. It seems Elliot was not the only concerned citizen here.
"Evils draw men together", he whispers as he takes aim at Chill. If the battle was already joined, no harm in entering now.