Overhead, a dark figure flips and bounds over the rooftops like they were nothing. Daredevil at his best, this was his playground essentially. He reaches the warehouse quickly, crouching on a ledge to listen around. It sure seemed like there were too many heartbeats around. For a moment, he thinks maybe they were tipped off, in which case the family wouldn't be here. But as he quietly skirts the perimeter, he gets the idea that these people are not with the ones he's after.

One heartbeat in particular was very familiar.

"We do need to stop meeting like this," his quiet voice comes from overhead. Matt's masked face is looking over a rooftop ledge down at her on the ground.