We don't Need a New Drug

Nightwing and I decided to patrol the streets on the way back from dropping off the unconscious bikers. We made our way around via rooftops and the skyline. I didn't mind taking a ride from Nightwing, as he had the flight speed that I lacked. And he was a gentleman about the ride, which was also appreciated. I'll have to ask Dr. Moses if he could make improvements to the treatments to give something comparable to the rest of my team in terms of movement. We ended up overhearing a drug deal going on between a pair of junkies and a dealer, and the mention of a "drug that gave you superpowers" piqued our interest. Nightwing swooped in from the rooftop, while I used my claws to jump down. We easily knocked out the drug dealers, he did it with a passing strike and I did it with a grab and kick.
 
We confiscated several syringes full of the drug from the junkies and dealer, and it appeared that this new drug is the same as the one we encountered at the "What Ailes You Bar" bar. We proceeded to interrogate the dealer, who said that his name was Hervé. Hervé did his best to resist, but a demonstration of my claws' power convinced him to reveal everything that he knew. Apparently he had been supplied drugs by a mysterious figure known as "Doc" who would call him and let him know where to pick up the syringes. The drug was named GENO. We informed the hapless dealer we would let him go, but that he should pursue a new line of work and location or we wouldn't be so merciful next time.
 
We headed back to the safehouse and chatted with Dr. Moses. He was grateful to have additional samples of the drug to analyze and deconstruct- hopefully to design a counteracting agent or cure. We then headed back out on patrol. This community clearly looked neglected, decayed, and lawless- it most certainly doesn't need a new drug, especially one as addictive and dangerous as GENO.