Markelos looked at her as she spit out the water. Not moving from where she was at. He looked at her. He looked far worse for the ware than she did. He looked at her and shook his head. "No...I just know a lot of dangerous people." He says bluntly. Looking at her. "Ricardo is a scum bag who thinks he is big and bad. He has never forgiven me for something I did a long time ago. Was his own damn fault but whatever...that is his idiocy." He says simply and to the pointly. He looks at her. He liked her accent yet his steely gaze did not waver even for a second. He would not comment upon it at the moment. She was a beautiful young woman.<br/><br/>He had pulled out his hand cuffs. "Oh but cheri...I have plenty of evidence from other lands to arrest you with." He counters. His eyes momentarily sparkled with amusement before turning to the way they normally were. He looks at her. He could hear the police cars getting closer. See the panic on his face. He didn't believe her because he was fairly certain she would split the second they had the painting. He moved closer. Following her as she inched away. Grabbing her wrist and pulled her closer gently but strongly. "You don't know much about me cheri. You don't know how quickly some of those traders would be willing to help me." He pulled her closer. Looking at her with hesitation though. He frowns as she was partily right but not if he went to the ones who were old friends. He looks at her.<br/><br/>Frowning a bit. Holding her wrist tightly and let it go. He had let her scoot away from him. He looks at her and frowns. "They aren't acquaintances." He mutters. Looking at her again. Then avoids looking at her. Backing up a bit and then picks her wrist up. Handcuffing them together. "Cheri...only way you are getting away from the popo is if we make it look like you were already caught." He whispers. That firey expression on his face. He looks to the road. "We are going to bring him down cheri. In fact if we play the cards right...no one will ever know that you were the cause of the mona lisa's escapade from the place she rested." he whispers. "You have a warrent on you." He stroked her hair out of his face. "You cannot be arrested. I will need your help. So I will take it. In return for your help I will help you out of this mess you created as well cheri." He says. Standing up and pulled her up as well. He began walking with her towards that road.<br/><br/>The cops pulled up and drew their guns he smirks a bit. "Ah...see cheri...they show when they are too late." He continues walking with his "prisoner" towards the cops. "Sorry law officer's. You are as you can see...once again to late. This one is in custody of me. So we will be leaving." He kept walking with her. Hearing a who the hell are you and come back here he stopped. Flipping open his badge. "Why only the best law officers...I am Detective Devoniso...you boys are out of your jurisdiction. farewell gentleman." He leads Alyssa away from the cops and over to a car he had rented and left not far from the shoreline. Opening the car and gets in pulling her into the car. Shutting and locking the door and driving off before unlocking the cuffs. "Stay with me or next time you are on your own cheri."