Cynthia: lowering gun You... alive?
I am indeed, but not for long. a man emerges from the shadows
Cynthia: narrowing eyes Who are you? Are you the one who hired me?
I didn’t hire you, but I’m glad you’re here. he looks at the woman he loves
Cynthia: glares at HiroGnome You better have a damn good explanation for this mess.
he doesn’t respond, as he is too focused on watching the woman he loves
Cynthia: grabs HiroGnome by the collar Answer me, damn it! What's going on here?
as she is about to pull the trigger, the man from earlier grabs her arm
Cynthia: pulls away angrily Don't touch me! I'm here to do a job, and I won't let anyone get in my way!
the man just stares at her
Cynthia: tightens grip on HiroGnome's collar You better start talking, and fast! Who set you up? Why do you need my help?
he doesn’t answer, he takes the gun from her hands
Cynthia: snatches her gun back Give me back my damn gun! I need answers, and I won't stop until I get them!
Cynthia: slams her fist against HiroGnome's chest You think you can toy with me? Make me waste my time? I've killed men twice your size!
he looks at her, his look says it all
Cynthia: laughs bitterly Oh, you think this is some kind of game? Well, you're wrong! I'm not here to play games or listen to your pathetic excuses!
he just stares at her, her anger seems to break him
Cynthia: throws a punch at HiroGnome's face You think you can defy me? You think you can mess with my emotions? Well, you're about to find out just what I'm capable of!
Cynthia: smirks Looks like someone needs a lesson in manners. aims her gun at HiroGnome You want to play this game? Fine. Let's see who comes out on top.
he doesn’t look at her, he’s lying on the ground, seemingly dead
pauses, realization dawning on her Wait... if HiroGnome is dead... then who was that man? Is he the real target?
she looks around, only to realize that the man from earlier is gone
Cynthia: quickly scans the area Damn it! If there's someone else involved, they can't be far behind.
she quickly runs outside, trying to find any trace of the mysterious man
Cynthia: quickly pulls out her phone and dials a number Track my location. I need backup now!
as she is running, she feels something in her pocket, seemingly the necklace she took from the mysterious man
Cynthia: pulls out the necklace This must belong to him. Maybe this can lead me to him. determinedly
she follows the scent of the blood that leads to a car parked right outside the alley
Cynthia: quickly approaches the car, gun ready Stay alert. There could be more than one of them waiting for me.