[ Jace, on the other hand, had come dressed ready for battle. His well worn combat pants and jacket are easy to move in and keep everything covered, his boots have grip on their soles and support around his ankles, and his weapons are strapped to him with ready made holsters. It hadn't been hard to chase her down. She clearly hadn't been ready for him, despite the show she'd been making of herself.

He pulls a short metal pipe from his belt. Right now, it looks innocuous. ]

Helping people?

[ He gazes at her, eyes piercing and unforgiving. ]

You know if a regular guy robs a bank and gives everything he steals to the poor, he's still a criminal. You think the powers you have make what you're doing okay? That they make it okay to commit fraud, and steal from people?

You're wrong. I'm taking you in. Give up now so that it doesn't get ugly.