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Somehow Rebecca's work had gotten sloppy, she wasn't ever someone to fumble a big hit, but somehow some way she had left just a shred of evidence, enough to get the police to look into it more than they should have. Enough evidence that they had found the SUV and then had found her DNA. She had to give it up to the LAPD though they did work thoroughly and quickly.
"Damn it!" She muttered to herself, knowing at this point that her boss would surely greenlight her if she didn't die in a shootout with the police, but she didn't want to die, not in a blaze of gunfire or by the hands of another hitman. "Protection! I need protection and I'll come out!" She called out to the police, frantically thinking it was her only option at this point that didn't involve her certain death.
Of course if they denied it then she'd at least try and make an escape before accepting her fate and having a shootout with the cops, but she hoped that the LAPD would realize that she could be useful, one way or another. Rebecca looked out the window of the house to the flashing lights of the numerous police cars outside her otherwise unsuspecting home.
"Hands! Let me see your hands!!" The order is harsh, but necessary. Chen BRISTLES in surprise as the sniper that took out one of the most difficult women to catch in the city, surrenders without a fight.
"Protection from whom?" Chen asks after a minute. She indicates a willingness to lower her weapon if the other continues to cooperate. There were plenty of terrible criminals that could be taken out. "Is he or she in the house with you?"
Rebecca brought her hands up, empty, as she stepped out of the house, following the commands of the police. She was still in the house, on the cusp of exiting, but she had to make sure everything was in order for her, it was time for her protection and nobody else's.
"No I'm alone in the house, but my employer, he'll know. I need guaranteed protection or else." She knew she had information that could help bring her boss down and she'd take any type of witsec offered to her. "D-Do this for me and I'll come out." She stammered, for once feeling a pang of nervousness, something that didn't even come from her killing her targets.
