"sure" he walked down the ally towards the thud, he was whistling the 'down and out' tune and sing "Down Down Down" as he spun his cane around. he believed the man would kill him. but he will deal with that later.
"because i fear you are proberly the nicest guy ive met out here. the last people i met tied me to a chair in the back of a military lorry, and beat me." he popped the mag of his M9 checking the ammo, it was full and he slid it back in "and im not in the habit of killing people."
Charles was fine, a bit scratched but fine, he saw the girl walking up to him. he turned and looked at her. "stay back, im fine. lets just hope the staff in there survive the night." they spoke through a hole in his office door. "now get to work"
"shame i was going to like you!" he jumped at him and grabbed his neck, he pulled the gun and pushed it onto his head "now walk, or shake the hand" he smiled