Benjamin went to the door. "Try and spread your wings outside HQ first, go up just a bit to see if you can. If that works, we'll find a remote place where you can test how fast you can go. I'll see if I can keep up with you." It wasn't ice-skating, but he wouldn't turn down the opportunity to run.

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Morrison looked at the blood spatter when the spanner barely missed him. He quickly turned around when he saw some dart away. 
"Focus, Jase. The blood doesn't have to be Carl's." He ran to where the figure had been going. "If they fucking hurt him..." he grumbled as he went around the corner with the gun in his hand.