@malinchc || plotted
His first thought was âFuckâ. The thought being âfuck how could I be so dumb to get caught up to not even smell that another person was aroundâ. He wasnât usually so careless but regrettable to say that this last target didnât want to go down quietly. Sure, many of them didnât but heâd be damned if he wasnât typically more cautious about this sort of thing. Now, he was in quite the predicament and had very few options as it turned out, rubbing the back of his neck in thought as he fixed his gaze on the woman. âFuck!â
He let out a long sigh, figuring that he wouldnât regret this. âWell, câmon, in the van. You wouldnât have shown yourself if you didnât want answers, yeah?â








