Red flags. Red flags everywhere She started jogging, occasionally looking back. She headed to her sparrowhawk, knowing if she got attacked it would easily let her get away.

As she was jogging, she ended up slamming into a woman who had seemed to suddenly appear in her path, knocking over her belongings in the process. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and an otherwise very bland appearance. "Shit!" The woman said, startled, "I am so, so sorry. I wasn't even paying attention." What is indeed peculiar was the similarities to the man she had seen moments prior. Bland and casual. She had a similar glint in her eye, and she was wearing some sort of... device on her ear.

She kept her face in check as she nodded and got up. "It's fine" She was being tailed and she knew it, bursting Drake over the private Arrowhead comms to hopefully get backup. She kept at the same pace, but made sure the woman didn't disappear. If she did she would immediately recall her Sparrowhawk

The woman started to pick up her things, but stopped suddenly, dropping everything she was carrying. She turned toward the girl, taking out a silenced pistol and aiming it at the back of her skull. "If I were you," the woman shouted after her, "I'd stop what you're doing, turn around, and listen to what I have to say."