<i>A twitch. Barely perceptible. And a slight tilt of the head at the mention of a name.<br/>
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This wasn't exactly expected either. Probably the most dangerous job he'd ever sent the girl on and some random guy that looks like walking trouble shows up looking for her by name. Could they be blown already? If so, how? Was she still alive? Wait. Of course she was or he'd have gotten a call from the men he left to watch her. Well. Watch her dot blink. If she was dead, it would stop transmitting.<br/>
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But who the hell was this guy just walking in like he owned the damn place, asking for her? Lots of questions. Whether there was answers or not would remain to be seen. Charlie took a single step forward, gun now pointed at the back of Kaels head. Well, side of the head, with how his head was turned and all. The guy was fairly cool and calm, a little too much so for Charlies taste. Though he resisted the urge to just shoot him right here and now and deal with whatever he was about later.<br/>
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For the time being.</i><br/><br/>"Don't know who yer talking about. Never heard of no 'Ms Browning'. Like I said; Think yer lost."