Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>Drinking his coffee rather happily, Jason rode in the passenger seat beside Barbara. The plan was in action. If all things went according to it, the scumbag would be free in the world...and then executed by that person from last night. And Jason would be ready to intercept them once the job was done, and figure out who it truly is once and for all. If it was Jasmine...he'd find a way to save her. He got out of the car as Barbara parked, soon walking beside her as they made their way in to the courthouse. As soon as the DA showed up, Jason didn't like the man. He seemed stuck-up. The moment he opened his mouth...he knew that his assumptions were correct. However, he kept his mouth shut at the man's sneer, though he did glare at him coldly, his blue eyes as chilly as ice.<br/><br/>As Fielding and Barbara went at it, the comments the DA was giving her actually made Jason rather angry. Maybe it was the "only I get to say that to her" mentality. He wasn't entirely sure, but it sure as hell made him want to punch the son of a b i t c h. Even if he was DA, he probably wasn't half the lawyer Barbara was. Hearing his muttered "b i t c h" comment, Jason paused as Barbara kept on her way, turning to look at the man from over his shoulder and giving him a smirk. "I really look forward to when she gets your job. From the sounds of it, Mr. DA, she outshines you in every way, shape and form. It probably won't be long before you're replaced. Just remember that she'll probably be your superior sooner than you may want to think," He said nonchalantly before giving a casual wave and walking after Barbara. What an asshole.<br/><br/>Jason sat in the courtroom as Barbara took center stage. She really was fantastic at her job. Another flash of guilt went through him for a moment. He was making her believe that this man, this piece of trash, didn't deserve to be sent to prison. The man looked oh so arrogant during the hearing. He knew he was getting out free, and probably couldn't believe his luck. Well, his luck was just about to run out. It took fifteen minutes, but he, Babs and Happy-Boy were walking out of the courthouse, the bail having worked its magic. Discretely, Jason pushed his hand into his pocket and activated a small tracker. Before the criminal made his way to freedom, he had successfully slipped the tracker into the man's pocket. He'd need to follow him tonight. "Who knew your know-it-all attitude actually comes in handy?" He spoke to Barbara with a smirk.