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Saffron had neatly followed suit, her handgun pointed at the canine's head.

"Thoughts?" She glanced at her partner. There were a lot of ideas running through her mind, all of them reasonable. Kill him and make sure he didn't report back or warn anyone about them, interrogate him for information, knock him out and take any needed IDs and the like, or at least let him escape, with some sort of wound to slow him down in case he decided to do anything funny. She frowned at the last thought.