Koda looked up as she came into the basement again with a plate that held a sandwich and a bag of chips.  Looking at the plate he was slightly confused by her mood.  First she teased then she asked about him killing her, then left before he could answer.  Shrugging he simply returned his attention to his laptop and while he wasn't hungry at the moment, he did eat the sandwich and the chips since she took the time to make the sandwich.  As the sun set and darkness filled the sky, Koda headed out of the basement and into his garage.  He didn't say anything to the feline as he passed her and got into his SUV.  Driving out of his garage he headed for his target's home since he knew that the male would be home.  Needless to say, his mission was no walk in the park, mainly because he had his mind on why he still hadn't killed that feline as well as the fact that his current target had four additional thugs in his home that had been a drug deal gone bad.<br/><br/>In such tight quarters, Koda was able to drop his enemies rather quickly, but not before one of the thugs got a lucky shot and rammed a small pocket knife into his left side, just above his hip.  Growling at the pain he turned around and gripping the muzzle of the male and snapped his neck.  Once that was done he finished off the three remaining thugs and ended them rather easily.  Looking at the knife in his side he knew that taking the blade out would increase the bleeding so he left it in and made a beeline for his SUV.  Driving home was a pain...literally.  Getting home about four hours after he left he parked in his garage and slid out of the SUV.  Opening the door to his kitchen he leaned against the counter and grabbed a white towel.  Holding it under the blade he took a deep breath and yanked the blade out, tossing it into the sink as he pressed the towel against the open wound, under his vest.<br/><br/>Growling a bit he used his free hand to open his vest and pull it off, setting it on a chair before he lifted the shirt he was wearing and was thankful for having short fur.  The blade didn't go too deep due to being a small blade and his vest was pretty thick.  He wouldn't need to stitch the wound, just clean it and put gauze over it.