Mr. Red took a deep, conserving breath as he looked at her with pity. "You know, most of the time... when I go on these asscursions... almost everytime I have worked for this man I have had a gun pointed at my head from one of his "Clients" and or "Associates" ok?... so please listen." With that he turned around. Opened the car door then left it, before he closed it though... he turned back. "If I am not outside of that building in, say... 10-20 minutes... do not call the police or anything... ok? just take my car back to the station and leave it, ten get out... and do what you do best" he sighed as he began scratching his hair. "Do not even think about following me..." When he finished speaking, he just gave her a thumbs up. Then slammed the car door.<br/><br/>Walking up to the building, he looked back at Naomi. Then turned around and knocked on the house door. When one of his earlier targets opened the door, the only weird thing was how he was smiling. So he smiled in return, "Hello Gregory..." he said a little creepily. "You have not made your pay to your boss." He said with threatening intention clear in his voice. When Gregory just kept smiling, Mr. Red was tempted to look down as something prodded his stomach. But then thought better of it when he noticed the gun holster on his side. Mr. Red sighed. "I will be honest, you have surprised me-" "Oh just shut up!" Gregory shouted. "Now get in the house, maybe if you listen... I will let you and your pretty friend go, but if you disappoint me, I can make no promises about her" he said between his gaped two front teeth. Mr. Red licked his lips. "Ok Gregory, I am coming in" he murmured, walking up into the house. He was very unsurprising though... when Gregory turned around to unlock the door.<br/><br/>Smiling the whole way, Mr. Red turned around and kicked Gregory's stomach hard. "Who is the one in trouble now Gregory!?" he laughed as the man upchucked by the door. Mr. Red turned slightly as Gregory shot his gun, the bullet sped into his trench coat, and through his shoulder. He did not make a sound besides a grunt of disbelief. Then, he moved forward. Kicked him expertly in the jaw. Satisfied with a loud snap... Mar. Red continued to pound on Gregory. He moved to the wall as Gregory aimed his gun at him. Then shot his arm out, snatching the gun mid-shot. Another bullet pierced his lower side. Just missing anything vital. He now noticed he was sweating as he punched out, broke Gregory's wrist. Then unloaded 3 rounds into his chest. Mr. Red blinked softly as he looked down at Gregory's body.... "Well... I did not mean for this to happen..." he said softly. Remembering Naomi. He hoped to god she was not at the door worried sick. How would he explain the body?