At a distance or up close and personal, it made no real difference to Conners when it came to dealing out damage. Sure when it came to nights like tonight, came to targets he went out of his way to hunt, the cop favored snuffing the life out of them with his own bare hands. Still for the security detail, or any others not on his list, it would be a quick and clean death to be sure. After grabbing his coffee, and waiting for her to hop into the cruiser, Riley got in as well. The car roaring to life and soon heading out of the zone too.
In silence they sat, Dig far too caught up in reading and rereading the information the Wire had procured for him. Twenty minutes or so had passed by before two were parked just outside the property line of a large mansion located out on the outskirts of New Dublin. Without saying a word the cop got out and popped the trunk. Bringing over a large duffel bag and opening the passenger side door at last before setting the bag down beside her.
"The signal jammer and remote datajack bypass device are all military grade, and top of the line. Got em off the black market for a small fortune, but the hardware should be what you need to knock out the comms, powers, and wireless security infrastructure from here." Without waiting to see if she needed anything more the corrupt cop moved back to the trunk again. This time taking a few minutes to get geared up; donning his combat armor, checking and rechecking his weapons too. At last locked and loaded, with apparently enough firepower to take on a small army, Dig came to stand beside the open passenger side door again. Instead of checking to see if she was ready though the cop pulled out a small metal case and set it on the roof of cruiser.
Opening the lid Conners carefully pulled out three little vials, and two pills as well. Yet even as he opened the access port to his auto injector Digger paused and glanced down at Twitch. "I'll go on your signal. But when I return to the car...avoid making eye contact or saying anything at all until I take the dose of Clean Slate. Odds are good that I won't exactly be in a friendly mood. All that adrenaline pumping. Mixed with the Zerk, Shok, Warp and Slo Mo...just wait until the detox kicks in before making any sudden movements, yeah?" His drugs of choice were a different mix to be sure, yet for the task ahead Conners wanted to be at 200%. That combat armor of his, and his cybernetically enhanced strength would certainly help his endeavor, but the chemical cocktail would be the icing on top. Making sure that any injuries sustained would be ignored until after he had completed his objective.