Victor remembered his past with Violet and how she practiced the big guns and handguns. She's a sharpshooter and she's sexy in every way. That's why he fell in love with her. They were once best friends that became lovers. They were together for so long and they overcame their traumas from their first mission. He knew that he loved her but his memories aren't complete.
"Do you want us to leave?" Violet asked. "There's a nearby hotel here." She caressed the sweat that breaks from his forehead. "Sex might relieve your aching head." She kissed his lips.
"Let's leave." He whispered.
"Good." She stood and started clearing up the tables as she put the guns back carefully.
