"I- I- didn't think-" she stuttered; "I guess I never saw him as the aggressor here. . ."
"Of course you didn't it," she scoffed; "He's powerful enough to make his presence disappear? Don't you think he could make us disappear without a trace? If anything happened to us, do you think those ignorant rats at Interpol would lift a damn finger?"
She snapped her neck towards Angel- hoping her intense gaze would find her in the dark;
"The city would not blink. . ." the younger one chirped.
"Exactly," Mary growled, turning her gaze to the black iron gates; "Forget it. We're NOT stepping a foot into this death trap. Besides, I'm pretty sure the corpse isn't here."
Angel frowned; "How do you kno–?"
"Because we're obviously dealing with a smart enemy here. I mean, I he's way too clever to hide it here anyway- it would be too obvious. Don't you think one or two cops have been here already? It's the first place they'd look."
