Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150323050510/@comment-7637833-20150418055859

The weasel studied both her and the sniper, squinting. Deadline felt like just shooting the guy here and there... but he knew that that wouldn't accomplish anything. In fact, it would probably make things worse...

Eventually, the weasel backed away, seemingly forgetting about them. "Probably just a coincidence. I was accosted by a pair who looked a lot like you two - I managed to escape, of course. I've never been caught before, and I doubt I will now. I know nobody would dare lift a finger at me, considering who I've got as a hostage."

Hostage? Deadline repeated in his head, confused. Wasn't aware of that detail.

The weasel looked back at his grunts. "Hurry it up," he called out with a hint of annoyance.

"Almost done, sir," one replied.