Who: The Joker and Remy What: Sacrificial lamb collection day. When: Monday at one Where: A busy street in New York
The snipers did their job and they did it well.
God knew how they saw through those rubber masks, but their aim was true. Two bullets went through the head and chest of a man driving down a busy street in downtown New York. His car careened into another, slamming the second vehicle into a light post. Other cars began swerving to avoid the crash, and people ran screaming out of the way as cars went up onto sidewalks and flew through crosswalks.
It was at this moment that the men on the ground executed their part in this whole beautifully orchestrated catastrophe. Two of them grabbed Remy from behind and dragged him through a short alley to the other side of the block. Then he was tossed into the back of a delivery van that read 'JOHNNY'S BEST CAJUN CONFECTIONS' on the side in faded red letters. The door shut and the van drove off, away from the crash area and deep into the city.
The Joker peeked over his shoulder from where he was sitting in the driver's seat. "Hi there!" he cheerfully called back as the tires squealed and the van careened around a corner at several times the speed limit. "I hope you like the van. I thought it might make you feel a little more at home."