How laughable. The great Rex turner himself, tantalized by his target. He didn't know what was worse. the fact that he was in love with his target or the fact that the aforementioned target was also a giant pain in his ass.

"Any last words woman." Rex yelled. It hurt to call her that, but he had to keep up the front that he was an infamous assassin with no heart. He was losing his resolve and he needed to steel his heart for this. "Last words please."