Who: Hawkeye (lady version) and Red Robin.
What: Vigilantes getting territorial.
When: Late night, 10/23.
Where: The rooftops of New Moore.
Since the crime wave, nightly patrol has become a routine again. Even if random citizens are no longer deciding to go on a spree of looting, mugging, and assorted petty crime on a whim, New Moore's underworld was energized by the influx of drugs and guns, and those hadn't gone away. The sleepy city of fifteen thousand now had the crime problems of somewhere ten times its size or more. For the first time, there was enough to actually keep Tim busy.
Of course, that was only part of it. Severing ties with Torchwood meant that he couldn't keep simply feeding surveillance data and let a field agent take care of things. And the way things were with Ramona right now meant he had a lot of spare time in his evenings. Scaring muggers and busting up drug deals was a great way to keep his mind occupied.
But he was still distracted enough that he'd already jumped across an alleyway onto the next rooftop before he realized that he wasn't alone. The gargoyle on the corner of the roof that he'd seen out of the corner of his eye was actually someone perched, surveying the city, with their back turned.
Of course, he hadn't made the stealthiest entrance.