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The cover of darkness allowed the shadowy apparition to find his way to the apartment building unseen. A liquid black phantom form slithered its way down to the Jewish hitman's apartment building. The window by the fire escape was unlocked; not a very careful move for someone with a vendetta against them. Quietly, the window was slid upwards, and the shadow climbed inside the building.

He heard a voice reverberating through the apartment. Bachman was understandably panicked, and it sounded like he was losing his nerve with this entire ordeal. Now that the hitman knew Jackie was out for his blood, he had laid low for a couple of days. The situation at the club had escalated into a madhouse scenario, thank in no small part to Thanos Greeley's appearance.

Sauntering through the apartment building, the Batman found his way to Bachman's bedroom...

"Bachman. We need to talk," he said in a dull, menacing tone. Standing at the door was a tall black shadow with a hideous snarl across his face, a glare of the most intimidating nature emanating from his eyes.