They heard footsteps behind them, and I glanced behind us toward the beginning of the alley, we had hit a dead end. I looked up and saw a black something zooming in on us from above. I turned to my companion and said, "Do you trust me?
-and I will not stand hear and listen to someone CALL my house dirty while they don't evan have the common kindness to wipe the blood of they're last victim off of their face so I can at least pretend I didn't see the gun hidden in their jacket"
and then it turns out the agent knows the person or falls in love with them or something.>>> but then there is this rule that the agent should not fall in love with the person or they will be execited.