Andrea wasn't sure what to think about Sergei. He seemed… placated. Almost jovial? The extreme nature of his personality was difficult to keep up with, and so often, she'd only dealt with the explosively hostile swings. Surely this time, it was a change in her favor?
But she could still feel the haunting lines of his sadistic ritual, and didn't dare do anything to jeopardize whatever understanding they'd come to. So as desperate as she was to find Kyle, she just tried to see what she could from where she was. At least she hadn't heard any shots fired…!
The Russians were still circled around the building, but Kyle's face was no longer visible over the railing. She almost panicked before she saw Dominic crouched much lower to the ground and back against the building, trying to stay in what little cover he had. His pistol was pointed more to the side, and following the line, there was Kyle, sat a little further along the rail. Alive!
