"Maybe not as absolutely as you might think...." Carrion, the pimp werewolf snickered as the gorgeous , well dressed woman started to walk away. He reached up and triggered the device in his neck as indiscreetly as he could manage before one of his wayward prostitutes caught his attention. "Hey you stupid fucking whore...enough talking...either the guy is gonna purchase your pussy or not!" He scolded as he walked off in the street-walker's direction; more so in order to get clear of the area than anything else.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Heck was posted up at a local fly-through restaurant, the place was called 'Slam Burger' but there wasn't anything close to an actual hamburger that they sold. It was cheap synthetic meat ground to pulp and seasoned with what tasted like rock salt. Luckily the tracking beacon went off before he could eat too much of the disgusting slop, or else he would have had to put off his pursuit until after he was done shitting his pants.<br/><br/>Heck dumped the nasty fast food out of his hover-car's window and on to the litter strewn street, it only barely landed before a swarm of homeless descended on it. He picked the machine up, completely surprised to see that the pimp had made contact so quickly after his interrogation. The tracking droid had locked into the pimp's central nervous system and Heck watched the playback of what the werewolf had seen through it's eyes.<br/><br/>There she was,'Haizel'; her beautiful eyes caught just for the briefest second before fading into the snowy night.<span style="font-style: italic">'Absolutely not' </span>her strong and yet subdued voice caught his ears. Heck was entranced, he couldn't take his eyes off of the screen and his mind wandered as he watched her flowing white hair catch on the cold breeze of the night air. Heck shook his head and pulled himself together, he'd never felt this way about a girl, especially not a woman that was not only a werewolf but a target none the less, he didn't know what was coming over him.<br/><br/>He ignited the hover-engines which sprayed mud water over the scavenging homeless that were currently fighting over his scraps and set back off in the direction his tracker indicated. Heck cover the distance in seconds, and he parked his vehicle around the corner in order not to draw attention to himself.<br/><br/>Standing on the street corner, verbally abusing his employee, was Carrion Redhawk. Heck coughed and the disgusting matted haired werewolf saw him standing in the shadows. Carrion issue a nod in the direction the female had gone and then watched as Heck strode off in that direction, snickering to his prostitute underling as Heck got of earshot. "fucking agents think they're so smart....hehe... wait till he sees the surprise ol' Carrion prepared for him....He ain't gonna like that too much at all hehehe"<br/><br/>Heck jotted down the alleyway as snow began to fall, it mixed with the fog of pollution to make an almost surreal environment, but Heck barely took notice. His sole obsession was within grasp now and come hell or high water he was going see it through.  Her silhouette barely visible in the white haze , Heck closed the distance. He couldn't justify his actions, normally he would have pulled his guns and blasted a suspect in the back without a second thought, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to do it. Maybe it was those magnificent eyes that held his hand from it's messy work, Heck only knew that he had to talk to her.<br/><br/>"Scuse me....Miss....MISS!"