As Rafael went down under the flying Liz, he smacked his head against the floor with a plunk. Seth pulled her off of Rafael, and flipped him onto his stomach and used a quick tie to tie his hands together. Still pointing his gun at Rafael, he backed up.

Rafael slowly came to and started muttering, his face against the floor. "You'll never survive. They already think your the traitor. There are more of us in the agency than you know. You will never keep her safe."