Korra looked up at the man in front of her and paused as she looked up at him, almost frozen to the spot. His eyes caught her attention as she looked up at him, but instead of showing her speechlessness, she rose a brow. "Hey, you wanna stop staring?" she asked with an amused light playing in her eyes.<br/><br/>Shoving her hands in her pocket as he apologized for having to make her stay there while he questioned her, Korra smiled an acidly sweet smile. "Oh no. Let me apologize mr. detective, I do believe i have rights. Which means i dont have to stay here and listen to you at all. For one im not under arrest and for two i have no idea as to why you want to question me. As far as i know, the closest thing to ciminal i have ever done was steal one of those huge, rainbow lollipops from the local candy store when i was 8. And if i remember correctly, which i do, my parents grounded me for two months and striped my legs black and blue with a belt. So unless the law has decided to punish me for that too, then im going home," she said, turning to the side and slipping in between him and the wall.<br/><br/>Walking out onto the sidewalk with a sigh, the cold air made her breath billow up into the night sky. Raising her arms above her head, she stretched and walked giving a relieved sigh at finally being out of the club. Two more months and she could ditch that place, get her GED, got to college, and move on with her life. Sticking her hands in her back pocket as she walked down the street, almost being able to feel Mitchell with her, she paused to look over her shoulder but instead was disappointed to see the detective.<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes before she continued on down the street, looking both ways as she paused at the red light. Stepping out into the street as she took out her ipod, she stuck the earbuds into her ears and pushed play. Cranking it up to 98 percent as she walked across the street, "Castle of Glass" by Linkin Park played through the earbuds. Bright lights suddenly blindsided her from her periphial vision and she jumped, looking up quickly to the right. The light was still red but the car never seemed to slow, at the last second, Korra pushed backwards and slid several feet back across the cement. The car sped past her hitting at least sixty miles an hour into the intersection.<br/><br/>Luckily, no one else was using the street and the driver flew by without causing a wreck. Blinking several times at the now empty rode before her, Korra was still laying on the ground waiting for her heart to stop pounding against her chest.<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>The man watched Korra leave the gentleman's club from the far end of the alleyway. Taking out the phone from his coat's inside pocket, he flipped it open and dialed ten numbers on the keypad before pressing it to his ear.<br/><br/>"Shes out. Do it now," the male said into the phone. Slowly melting into the shadows as he turned and left the alley, heading for a black cadillac parked on the side of the next street over. A man dressed in a chaperone's suit stepped out of the driver's side and quickly walked to the passanger side, opening the door wide for his boss. As his boss ducked inside of the vehicle, they could hear the echo of a car tearing off down a street over from them.<br/><br/>The chaperone looked at his boss, but the man only motioned for him to shut the door. Shutting the door, the chaperone quickly jogged to the driver's side and ducked inside. Starting up the cadillac before driving off down the road, disappearing into the night.