You and Keegan had had a strong friendship for a few years, playful banter and flirting but nothing coming of it. But you mentioned a date you had tonight and it made the masked man give you almost a predatory look. “Run, baby, run. Run for your life. I’ma tear out your heart it’ll always be mine.” The Scout sniper’s tone was low, his deep voice carrying, amusement along with the threat in his tone. And you backed up part in fear, preparing to do as he said. “Oh, there she goes.” He grinned.