<strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><em>@Accident Site</em><br/><br/>Getting out of the car Valerie found the car was pulverized and very close to the wall at her side, but with just enough room for her to get out. The stungun on the man on the driver's seat was easy enough for her to pull to her possession, the pistol he carried with its safety on. Moment later the two of them were outside, thanks to Valerie's efforts, though he was fairly heavy, strong and muscular man under the outfit, deceptively strong actually, but the impact on his side seemed to have hurt him worse.<br/><br/>"Freeze!" There was a shout and she found herself looking at a man in a blue outfit with black kevlar vest on top of his outfit, and a helmet on his head, with a visor showing eyes through but shading the face beneath, the arms holding a submachine gun up.<br/><br/>People were screaming and rushing off, as the trashed van's side was open showing two more guys in similar gear moving in, one holding a set of handcuffs, another holding up a hunting shotgun.<br/><br/>The man with the submachinegun, an Israeli Uzi from the looks of it, aimed it right at Valerie at a short distance. "Drop the man, raise your hands up, and co-operate and all will be fine." They were dressed similar to police, but no such text written anywhere on their outfits.<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong>@Safehouse<br/><br/>The operator listened in intently, and a mere moment later a serious, male voice replaced the female operator's voice. "This is Chief Hall, we have relayed your information to the police and are moving in to respond. If you have any additional information, stay on the line and keep us informed, help is on the way already."