“I should have come to see her, she would have been here to meet me,” Madeline Holt said, a stricken expression contorting her face. It was a good thing Ellie was there to awkwardly comfort their employer, because Manny stood next to the women oblivious to his surroundings, his nose stuck up a copy of the latest [i]Guns & Weapons for Law Enforcement[/i] magazine from Harris Publications. Currently, his eyes were scanning over the new Glocks that were coming out the coming year, and a cheaper version of the stingray shotgun shells as well. 

If he wasn't obviously in his mid twenties and taller than most of his crew, he might have been mistaken for the most niave and youngest of his coworkers, magazine below his face and lollipop in his mouth. The others talked among themselves as they often did, Manny content with being in his own little world. At least at first appearance, that is. In reality he kept an eye on not only the carousel, but their surroundings. 

His paranoia had lost him more dates than he cared to admit, but it was handy in a tight situation. Unfortunately, his observations often made him the bearer of bad news. Truths most people didn't want to deal with. 

Once they made it outside, he tucked the magazine under his left arm and slipped his hands in his pockets, breathing in the northern air as if it was refreshing. In reality, it had the fumes of three hundred cars waiting to pick up expected guests. But he enjoyed it for appearance' sake. And to top it off, he casually nudged Kennedy with his shoulder and leaned over familiarly, though the words that left his lips betrayed his deceptive nonchalance.  

"Three men behind us, watching Madeline. Don't look." He said, not wanting to call to Ellie with the info too loudly. Chances are Madeline would make a scene that would be detrimental to their investigation. "Tell El." It was the slightest body movement and stiffness in the gait of the three men that had left the airport just behind them that had tipped Manny off. Once he saw their eyes fixed on Madeline, it was one of the easier deductions he had performed recently. 

He had his gun at the back of his pants. Once they turned a corner and out of sight, he'd suggest they lure the men elsewhere and perhaps capture one of them.
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