Azriel’s heart was pounding hard in his chest. His back was against the wall, trying to keep out of sight. The gun in his hands nearly trembling, he was gripping it that tight.<br/><br/>The day already had gone off to a bad start when he was informed that there were some unwanted individuals in the city, only got worse when he found himself in the middle of some sort of conflict. He wasn’t even sure if these people were involved with those he was after. But, the odds did not seem to be in his favor. Now he was stuck here, having to shoot his way out. He’d called in a few minutes ago and has yet to see anyone.<br/><br/>Being told to stand by was making him anxious. There wasn’t even much activity on the other end.<br/><br/>It felt like he was in some kind of odd stalemate. Azriel did not like this feeling at all, no, he’d rather there be action. That way he knew what was happening, and could act accordingly. He wondered if they were trying to wait him out, see if he’d make some kind of move. Of course, there was the possibility he was getting worked up over nothing and they had moved once after he had broken their line of sight. It was possible but, having been in this line of work as long as he has, Azriel definitely had his doubts.<br/><br/>He peered around the corner, alert, keeping an eye out for anything. Thinking the coast was clear, he tucked his gun back into its holster and stepped out. He relaxed, inhaling deeply and releasing all the tension he felt. But he kept what he recalled seeing of the men in the back of his mind. Things looked fairly calm now, but he could cross paths with them later. Hopefully, before that happened, they would either leave or be taken care of.<br/><br/>Just in case, he decided to keep a low profile. It might be better to go home for a few hours.<br/><br/>Azriel realized he was not totally in the clear when something else caught his attention, however.