"One, three, five, seven, nine. You got that?" Hugo says clearly and calmly to you as he stared at the bomb in his hands that was slowly ticking down. He had been part of the CIA for almost half of his career; he could do this with his eyes closed. But since he had been given a double agent to keep him company on missions, things were so much harder.

"The red wire, not the blue. Red." he said through gritted teeth. In his opinion, you were far to attractive to be disabling bombs in a dark room.