Atlas grins though, and punches me twice in thh ribs. He flips me over himself, throwing me off the belt. He lands beside me, and calmly injects himself with a serum. The changes reverse, and he looks down at me.
"Night night flatfoot." He says. Everything blacks out, and I feel the sensation of falling into nothing.
Hawke died that day, we found his body in a ditch. Atlas escaped, and the Tg crimes are happening to quick. They promoted me, and I git full honors and a big pay raise. He still got away, and I am still stuck in this body. The guys snicker when they see me, everyone laughs at Riggs. It seems this time, the bad guys won.