Kelly nods when she catches up, a bit singed, still bearing signs of a few bullet holes, but she seems to be moving fine by now. "I'll do you one better. I'm not sure who you work for, but you have the look of something official. I got most of what I needed, but didn't have time for a full interrogation. Just told him and his buddy whoever spilled first got a lift out of the big badda-boom. So... you want a prisoner? You can take credit for getting your org the intel, you just have to share it with me on the side, and I don't have to risk revealing one of my boss' safehouses to some kind of fed. Hot, sexy, gun toting fed, but still."
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