'Dr. Kimishima! What are you doing here?' the blond man said and put his gun back in the holster.
'I could ask you the same, Little Guy'
'Believe it or not, I was just passing by'
'Yeah, well I don't believe it'
The FBI agent went to the woman.
'She's dead… but what the hell was wrong with her, anyway?'
'That's what we're trying to figure out'
'We?' Little Guy laughed. 'Don't tell me you're already replaced me as an assistant, Dr. Kimishima!'
'Don't be silly! This time, I was the assistant. My friend Gabriel Cunningham got this interesting case, and I decided to tag along'
'Ah, I see. So, what now?'
'Call your people. Let's have her transported. I'm going to examine her'
'Alright. And what about Dr. Cunningham?'
'I'm not going to bother him. He's looking after the injured now… and then has to tell some very bad news to one of his patients…'