"I'm fine, thank you." But Hart took the handkerchief anyway to be polite, even though the blood was a little too dry by now to actually be able to wipe off easily. He looked down the street, seeing a lot of traffic backed up. "Can we keep this out of the news?"

"Doubt it, sir. I'll see what I can do to limit things." No, Leonard didn't usually go calling him 'sir', but Hart was suddenly their boss, without anyone else above it, and he didn't really help the kid by pretending that he had less power than he did. "Just get in the car, we'll get going."

Hart nodded and got inside, closing the door behind himself, while Leonard looked at Mick. "Rathaways got shot. Both of them. Muggers losing their nerves, from the sound of it. Kid wants to believe there's more to it."