Kate looked death straight in the eye and fear took a hold.  Yes she was a cop, a damned good one too, but she was a person first.  One who liked life.  To live it to the,fullest.  Heck...to live.<br/><br/>Her arms were splayed out at her sides, Body petrified, stilled when she heard the familiar sound of all safety being disengaged on her weapon.  The taste of metal and burnt gunpowder mix from the last time she used her gun rested against her tongue heavily.  A stark reminder of the bleakness she now faced.  Kate blinked slowly, very slowly, as time froze and she swallowed hard.<br/><br/>Her eyes cast aside to the shell that was once Naoto.  The perfect pool of red from his wound yet his attire still immaculate.  His features were serene in death despite the harshness with which he met his end.  Prematurely, atbthe hands of a madman.  No, she did NOT want to end up like that.<br/><br/>She flicked back her gaze to Kisuya who was surprisingly patient.  For such a busy man he seemed in no rush, instead seemingly enjoying humiliating her and making her suffer.   Maybe this was savouring his kill...and his...god what was she?	She thought of his proposition.  Be his snitch.  Sure she could be his “snitch”. It would be perfect.  Feed the intel back to her hoses and set the trap on him.  It would be almost too easy except Kisuya wasn’t known for suffering fools.  It was said he could read minds and know what you were thinking before you thought it.  Not that Kate believe in that twaddle, hell no, but Naoto did.<br/><br/>Not wanting to push her luck, she gave him the slightest of nods.  Her aquiescence