"Alright, officers will be coming to you shortly. Be sure to disarm yourself once they arrive."

Sirens sounded in the distance, which came quite quickly. As they came closer, eventually the sound of police officers rushing up the staircase came too. Even from upstairs, Zoe could hear clearly their calls. "NYPD, drop your weapons!"

It would seem like the thugs had already long left, otherwise the police would have gotten caught up with them instead.

Police came inside, securing the situation. They were able to device from the start quite quickly and before long, Zoe found herself on the brancard of the EMT's down in the street. A water-mage fixing up her wound within a matter of seconds. Such were the strengths of healing magic. Some forms were signed and the target was arrested. In all concerns, it was a succesful job. Not very smooth, but it worked nonetheless.

Zoe was sent on her way, allowed to keep the pistol which they had assumed was hers, and a little paper she could exchange at the bounty office for her payday.