Midnight in Los Angeles, and the brutal vigilante known as The Watch metes out justice, cleaning the street of lawbreaking scum. As fist meets face, The Watch’s phone rings: it’s Fred from Capitol A-1 Bank. The Watch has been hacked — actually, it’s his civilian identity — but Fred sure as shit doesn’t know who he’s talking to — he’s just calling the high-end clients to let them know their bank account’s been drained.

“Don’t worry,” Fred says. “We’re insured. It’ll be fine.”

“No it won’t,” The Watch replies.

The Watch is headed to Russia — with $8.8 billion reasons to kill every last member of the Russian hacking farm — and justice will be measured in broken bones and gallons of blood.