"Carrie. I don't want you going in there alone," Al said to his frustrating ex-girlfriend.
"Al I'll be fine," Carrie said calmly as she slowly pursued her suspect. She carefully pulled out her gun and kept walking getting ready to turn the corner and fire her gun if necessary.
"Listen the last time you said that you almost got burned alive and the time before that you were knocked unconscious and left to die," Al spoke angrily into the phone.
"But I'm alive." She pointed out with her signature cheeky tone.
Al grimaced Carrie always sounded like that before she did exactly the opposite of what he wanted. "Hey don't give me any of that crap. I don't care what breakthrough you had this time, you're not going in there alone it's dangerous,"
"My job is dangerous," She reminded him and then slipped her phone into her pocket. The movement created some static on the line.
"Carrie!" Al yelled, the sound came out muffled and barely audible.
Carrie took her gun in both hands and whipped around the corner only something struck her first.
Al heard a crack and something big fall.
"Carrie! Carrie! CARRIE!