Steve stares at him for a second, waiting for signs of movement, hyper aware that more Lieutenants could be close by and charging towards him. But he hears nothing. It was just Moe. Mark sent him here to get killed. To force this decision and send Steve down a dark path. He wanted him enraged. He wanted him to make his move based on a personal vendetta.

He’d get it, but not in the way he hoped. Sliding the sword back into the sheath on his back he takes Moe’s ankles and drags him back towards the side of the garage where Belle’s elevator platform sits. Then climbs back up onto the fence and reaches an arm down to Dylan.

Dylan: Did you get him?

Steve nods a kind of no, kind of yes and then shrugs before