Part two!
They were discussing something important, but it was hard to hear. Nightwing pressed up as close as he could to the window without being seen and sticking to the shadows and caught every other word. They were responsible for most of the drug movement in that city, someone had been picking off their connections. The last three didn't make contact after their deliveries-if they'd even made one. There was supposed to be a drop going down tonight. Nightwing raised an eyebrow as he continued to watch the meeting of criminals for a few more moments. It seemed Johnny Borgata was in luck. Their face to face would have to wait. Busting drug rings was one of Jason's M.O.'s.
Taking to the shadows again, Dick disapepared to the rooftops and followed his trail toward Jason Todd. It wasn't long before he spotted movement and heard a faint struggle. Looking down, Dick climbed from the rooftop down the fire escape just above Jason.
"You forgot to invite me to the party Red Hood. You lost my invitation right? Or maybe-it's in the mail?" Dick said after assessing the situation. Jason hadn't just killed the poor sap he held onto, he had something else planned and whatever it was it wasn't going to be good.