Amateurs pray for a clean shot. I solve for it. Wind shear, glass density, the half-second delay in your reaction time—it’s all just data to me. I’m Vantage.

I used to be Checkmate’s premier cleaner until they became the mess. Now? I’m the variable they can’t control.

Operating out of Gotham requires precision, not superpowers. I rely on the 99% probability that my round finds you, even if it has to bounce twice to do it.

I’m expensive, but I’m professional. No kids. No bystanders. Just the target and the math. And the math never lies.