Woolford only snorted at Gordon's requests, further jamming the pistol into Gardiner's throat. Louise shot Jim a steady look: DON'T PANIC. Eyeing one of the more qualified officers (Let's face it, if the GCPD has such lax security that even Barbara Kean can waltz in unannounced? INCOMPETENT, for certain.), she nodded subtlely at him. Catching Woolford unawares, the young officer fired at his ankle. Immediately after, just as the bullet pierced the thug's flesh, Louise's arm came up, bent at the elbow, effectively beaning him in the nose hard, her costume ring crushing it squarely in the middle.

"AHHHHH!" he exclaimed, the pain coursing through him and pouring from his nose in the form of blood as the gun flew out of his hand and he fell to the ground. Cops swarmed him as Gardiner grabbed her gun off the ground as well as her phone. Suddenly, there was a flash of blonde in the near distance. RODDRICK!

She'd come back to fetch the lot of MDMA+8 and get rid of it; quickly, she scurried into the warehouse.

"JIM!" Louise barked a cry to her partner, her eyes frantic as she began to race towards the building.