Eve arched a brow as she listened to him talk about what they had to do. She knew all that already but what caught her off guard was what he could do when they got to the crime scene. That would be interesting to see. She thought glancing at him from the corner of her eye. He looked so confident and she hoped he would be like that when it is all over. Thereâ€™d been many sheâ€™d seen who could handle different things but none of them had ever been able to hold out for very long. Sighing she looked at her rearview mirror a few times to make sure there is not a tail. Theyâ€™d been lucky so far but she didnâ€™t want to push it too much.<br/><br/>At his words she looked to him quickly and raised her eyebrows in confusion. â€œOK.â€ She said not quite believing what was going on. Was that really happening? There were a lot of rules to go along with all of this. She did have a broader view on things but that did not completely cover everything. A smile touched her features for a split second, â€œI do not have a flamethrower but I do have some guns that might work with the bullets you are giving me. Thanks for the jewelry and I will try not to take them off.â€ She paused and looked to him for a second and said, â€œI am not really a jewelry wearing sort of girl.â€<br/><br/>What made the smile widen was when he asked about knives. â€œI do love a good knife, there is no problem with that.â€ She almost had to slam on the breaks because of a doe but it turned at the last moment. Heart attack abated she sighed and felt the relaxation seep in. Taking everything in she said, â€œIt shouldnâ€™t take too long to find a store, there are a few different cities not far away.â€<br/><br/>It was really hard not to go faster than the speed limit but the last thing they needed was to be caught because of some patrol officer. Or as she called them, rent-a-cops since most of the ones sheâ€™d run into when sheâ€™d been on the field had not been all that good. There were exceptions to the rule but for the most part it seemed they sent the rejects out there. Her grip tightened on the wheel as the miles went by. The first city was in view before she knew it and she let out a sigh of relief. â€œThere should be a shop here that might help, I hope. We shouldnâ€™t be around for too long, the agency is bound to realize we are not coming back just yet.â€<br/><br/>Eyes scanned the shops one by one as they drove past them when a prospect crossed her path. â€œThis good?â€ She asked him wondering if she should park.