You seem to have encountered and bumped into a cameraman; at first, the guy was going to talk smack to you..... but then all of a sudden, he is shot in the head from behind and killed instantly, slumping to the floor, dropping his camera on the ground.
"Ugh..... that's the 89th moron I had to pump full of lead for running off. Do I have to do everything myself?"
Said the woman, coldly displeased. She has to be the one to clean up her mess.
Suddenly, you spot the culprit who was behind killing the cameraman. Holding a golden revolver in her hand that seemed concealed is none other than Barrett Marycraft, also known these days as Corkscrew; you have heard that she is a news reporter who works for Cobra, a ruthless terrorist organization determined to rule the world. And it seems the rumors are true, as she has just killed her cameraman without remorse.
She then smashes the camera that the cameraman dropped on the floor with her high-heeled foot. It seems she wants this report to be personal. Meaning that she wants no witnesses but you.
"Good morning."
she says mockingly.
"I hope you know our first story today because I have one thing to say. It's going to be a little.... personal."
she says in a smooth tone, unbuttons her blazer, hides her golden revolver back there, and puts her blazer back on.
"So you better start talking right now, or so god help me, I will make you."
She says in a very bitter and resentful tone that tells you to give her what she wants.