[@Agent 47]

[H2][Center][color=f26522]Justin Harken[/color][/center][/h2]

[color=f26522]"We were supposed to be showing up at a major gang shootout. Something isn't right here."[/color] Justin said. Frowning as he crouched down next to the dead bodies. His eyes swept over the corpses and then the surrounding walls, his frown deepening as he did so. [color=f26522]"Only a couple bullet holes in the walls. And judging from the angles I would guess they traveled through these two first. Their burns are odd too. Little to no scorching of the surroundings but still hot enough to ignite their clothes."[/color]

The large man stood back up and started scanning the corridor like it was an active combat zone. His gaze flowing across the corridor like a set of high powered targeting radar. [color=f26522]"This was done by a single highly skilled combatant with either a very small and accurate flamethrower or some sort of heat power. Whatever the case is, judging from the general lack of gunshots echoing through the building, they aren't here anymore."[/color]

He sighed and glanced at Olivia. [color=f26522]"Let's leave this to the police when they finally get here. I want to ask around the neighborhood however. See if anyone caught sight of whoever was responsible for this." [/color]