Out of the corner of his eyes, Joe turned his head as soon as he noticed two figures fleeing into the parking lot. They had used a different exit than the one fleeing victims were using in the Food Court. The only suspicious thing that made Joe raise an inquisitive brow was that a man was carrying some girl who looked old enough to be in high school. Awkward. As they clearly stole a motorcycle, which made his assumptions factual that they might have been the suspects SPECTRE was looking for, Joe rose off the hood of the car and quickly stepped to the passenger door. He opened it and jumped into his seat and vigorously pointed in the direction of the two figures mounting a motorcycle. “Quick! Follow them now. It’s them!” he demanded.<br/><br/>Brian was startled by Joe’s sudden return and without questioning him, he started up the police vehicle and pulled out to trail behind the two runners. “Don’t get too close, we don’t want them to know we’re following,” Joe instructed.<br/><br/>Brian nodded as he felt his heart race. He didn’t think he’d ever find himself dealing with Supers. They weren’t like normal criminals. No, they could tear the arms from his sockets, fry his mind, whatever surreal thing that pretty much came to thought. “Are we going to contact SPECTRE once we confirmed their location?” Brian asked.<br/><br/>“No, we’re going to contact dispatch and have the Seattle Police Department apprehend them,” Joe stated. As they followed along, the two officers were surprised to see the flashing lights of their supposed back up.<br/><br/>Joe smirked. “There’s nowhere to run now.” So he thought. He watched the stunt that was performed by the older of the two thieves. The explosion that followed had both of the officers’ mouths coming undone as police cars smashed into other vehicles and swerved out of control. Brian quickly braked so that their vehicle wouldn’t join the pile up, and Joe thrust his hand upon the dashboard to halt the inertia that wanted to send his head through the window shield.<br/><br/>“Where’s your fuckin’ seat belt?” Brian exclaimed. “What are you a cop or a delinquent?” It had scared him. He thought for sure Joe would have smashed into the glass.<br/><br/>Instead, Joe’s eyes were on the two now running on foot. “Never mind,” he replied quickly before popping the passenger door open and darting out onto the sidewalk.<br/><br/>“Joe!” Brian called in concern. “Shit!” He was always running all over the place. Did he think he could take on two Supers alone? Immediately, Brian got on the rover to report his and the thieves’ locations.<br/><br/>The cop sprinted around the corner into the alley and when he saw the two thieves, he unclipped his pistol and brought it into his hands. Abruptly, he stopped with the weapon directed at the older of the two with the rifle in his hands. He cautiously kept his eyes on the younger girl as well, but he didn’t think that she was as much of a threat. “Drop the weapon!” he screamed. “Put it on the ground now!”