Kryner turned to see Del looking up so he did as well only to watch blood splatter from the wounds she gave him as he soon fell down. "Nice shootin' I'll be doing work, holler if you find him." Kryner said before walking over to the man on the floor still trying to get away and fend off the sudden onset of shock racking his body. "Alright dickhead if you wanna wake up in a hospital instead of a coffin, best start telling me everything. The bakery where are you getting the money? Where are you getting the weapons? What are they for?" Through labored breathing, the man gasped,<br/>"G-go to hell." Kryner smacked him across the face with his serrated side of the pistol barrel tearing his cheek like roast beef,<br/>"Eah, wrong answer. Now start talking or I'll be happy to let you bleed out." He sneered where once again the man spat at him. Kryner didn't have time for this so he kicked the discarded gun away and let him bleed out slowly.<br/><br/>Upstairs Del found an apartment still closed with the door unlocked. Inside was a man in his underwear sweating and dabbing his brow with a cloth. Singing a little diddy in his first language he paused when he spotted Del in the doorway with a gun. He seemed completely unphased and smiled, "Ah... Matruska syphysis!" He seemed happy to see her.<br/><br/>"Not bad getting a double score though, not to mention four-letter words this late in the game is nothing to sneeze at," Charles said as he pondered and had to go off of the what she made with the A and use one of his N and Y to spell Any.<br/><br/>James felt something was off as he heard the elevator ding outside their office and saw three men with masks marching the elevator operator down as a hostage before Jamed ducked his head back into Marsh's office. "Oh shit, they got guns where is security!?" James demanded as he pressed his back against the door and started to push chairs in front of it to bar it off.