The persistent little bugger was right on one account. For as calculating and clever as he was, Gant had slipped up in the split-second he had to contrive and devise his plot to entrap the prosecution office in his grasp. Though he was the Crime Computer, Human Error was his fatal Achilles. Surprisingly though, the exposure of his defeat did not faze him. It was a wound that had long healed before the execution needle put him down for the big sleep.

He had laughed when he was caught, knowing well that he hadn't made a very good criminal. He was laughing now that fate would grant him another chance.

He smiled again, one far more genuine than the last, "They say the charm comes the third time around, you know better than to take me for a fool."

What that meant was ominous at best. This city offered him a plethora of options to rise to the top. The top of what, was the question at hand. He turned his back again to redirect it at the sea. The buzzing from the Core's draw on him was almost painful, but the sight he beheld was worth it. Death had been almost pleasant. Nothing could shake him.

Nothing would shake him.

"I came here with the warnings fresh in my mind, Officer." he spoke out above the soughing of the waves with a blithe chuckle.