Wash also has his eye on the Climate-Con - thugs can be brought down, but he can't fight a fucking storm, so he needs to cut it off at the source. He gets the hell out of the way of the gathering stormcloud and is nearly at Casey's heels when he heads in the door. A glimpse around - quick recon, enough to scan for obvious threats - reveals a small device in one of the gangbanger's hands. It looks like a detonator, and there've been reported uses of bombs all over the city-

Shit. Shit, this could be a trap-

"Reaper, wait!"