Well, fighting criminals was promising. Brooklyn had a feeling he'd hate to be the criminal, though.

He moved closer to see what Near was looking at, curious despite himself. Unfortunately for the boy, he'd brought along the wrong gargoyle for the task. "No, sorry. That's my other brother. Looks like out of all three of us, you might have gotten the one least useful to you."

Unless he liked motorcycles. Brooklyn might be able to help him there.

Lexington was pretty good when it came to getting past passwords, but as before, Brooklyn didn't want to wish this place on anyone. It didn't help that Lex was already physically the weakest of the three of them.