Celiah steps out of her Black Lamborgine and steps onto the sidewalk. Her eyes are covered by dark sunglasses. She swishes her head, shaking loose her long black hair and looks around. A gunshot echoes from some location and she falls to the ground a bullet flies by her head.<br/>"Damn, whose shooting at me now," Celiah says, then looking through her side window of her Lamborgine, she sees the a man chargeing her straight on and a sniper positioned on the second floor of an office building. She swiftly rolls to the ground and fires two shots. With her gun still smoking and a man falling from the second floor of a office building, the agent smiles and fires another shot as at unseen man steps out from behind a tree, just a foot from her, tastes death along with the others. No one tries to kill her, because it is impossible. She suspects everyone and therefore is never caught off guard.