"I love you." The crisp air kissed her flushed skin, the wind practically knocking her over in its ferocity.
"You don't know me!" She argued, having to yell to be heard.
"That's where you're wrong Mira. I know everything about you, more than anyone else. That's why you met me here, because you feel it too." His meaty hands lunged for her and she took off, screaming as she went.
"Voight, alligators!" She felt a hand go around her neck, the cool press of metal to her forehead and sirens blared in the distance.
"Let her go Martin!" The gruff voice soothed her as much as she could be soothed with a gun pressed to her head. "You don't want to hurt her."
"Oh please, who are you to talk about hurting her when all you do is lie? Has he told you love? Who he is to you? Has he told you that he knows your background?"
"Mira, look at me. Don't listen to them. Remember what we discussed?" Ruzek stepped into her view as Voight and Martin continued to argue. "Mira. Tell me."
Settling her stance, she touched her throat and breathed through her nose, releasing it in a puff of smoke. She could feel Martin getting agitated. She had to do it now.
"Do me a favor, tell him I love him."
She dropped, dragging Martin with her as shots fired and her hip exploded in pain as her head connected with the pavement and unconsciousness embraced her like an old foe.