Icy eyes scanned the area looking for the dark haired agent. There - Solo beyond doubt. Before the blond could make a move came the whisper of a sound. It didn't fully register with him even as his vision blurred. A shadowy figure approached, jerked the knife free from the man's back, then kicked the body to the ground contemptuously.

Napoleon had a bad second when the body fell until he saw the other man drop down lightly.

"Fine. There really was a sniper. How many meals do I owe you now?"

"One more than you owed me before."