billy stood silently behind the corner, his gun drawn and held at his side.

his breathing was quiet - almost to the point where it was silent.

he had a job to do.

get intel from homeland security? check.

get rid of any possible witnesses? almost check.

he was waiting for {{user}} and agent madani to round the corner.

just two shots and all the loose ends would be tied up.

he hasn’t meant for things to turn out this way.

but it had to be done.