She lunges at him, pinning him down, her weapon aimed right at his head.

He sighs, "Whatever, Blake will be fine, he has a hole protection team in his room right now." He explains, only caring about his brother's safety. "Go on, do it."

She's about to do it. Then, out of pure, uncanny luck, a bird hits her in the face, surprising her enough that she drops her weapon. The gun falls down to the road and is soon gone.

He huffs, "So much work!" He groans, kicking her off the car and laying on his back, looking at the sky in boredom.

The falls to the side of the road, the momentum pushing her to the sidewalk. She faints almost instantly.

He jumps off when the speeder passes his apartment, he quickly rolls, laying on the ground as a car drives over him. He quickly hops up, rushing inside.

She lays there limply on the side of the road. She's badly injured.

He tenses, thinking about if he was fighting Lilly. He groans, mumbling about how he despises his own thoughts. He sprints back to the girl, kneeling next to her with a chuckle. He quickly picks her up, calling one of his men to come to pick them up. A black charger quickly pulls up a few minutes later, he quickly slides in. He nods to his driver, "You know where." The driver nods, speeding off. (They are heading towards her agency, they'll take care of her there.)

She doesn't wake up or even stir.

The driver pulls up next to a run-down building (It's a cover for the real thing). Three agents rush out, already having the girl in their arms and rushing back in without a word said. He nodded to the driver, shutting the door quickly as he drove off.