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"Who are they."
"He won't give us a name. Said you'll want to talk to him and that hes handing himself over." He replied.
Well well...
What a turn of events.
I crossed my arms.
"Bring him in. Keep the snipers locked on him. Don't get too close he uses some sort of small knife as his primary weapon. Ensure his hands stay up if they move shoot them off."
I was almost certain this was the same person who had just taken out the fourth, but I needed to confirm it. They must have waited for me to come back.
The thought made me laugh a little.
Foolish.
"Yes ma'am."
The call ended and I looked at my men in the room.
"It seems we have a guest."
They both raised their guns pointing them directly at the office door.
I could hear the footsteps.
I listened closely. Thankfully there was more than one set meaning my men were still alive.
I closed my laptop down and glanced around the room. There were weapons stored throughout my office. Worst case scenario I'd blow his brains out.
The footsteps stopped just outside the door.
"Come in." My voice was firm and I was ready.
Perhaps it would have been smart to send Arle a message just in case but here we were.
The doors slowly opened revealing my men with the unexpected guest held at gunpoint.
His hands were raised carefully in the air, but he had a slight grin on his face.
"I'm surprised."
The room had silenced after the unexpected guest's arrival.
"You're handing yourself over?"
I leaned on the palm of my hand staring down at the man from my seat.
"That's correct." His voice was smooth yet arrogant and he had a cocky smile on his face.
