For a long time, as if he was trying to figure out how to respond, Tony was quiet. Kat had not expected him to answer right away, but her patience was running thin and her suspicions only grew. He looked a little fidgety. It was almost like he didn’t want to respond. Oh, but he was going to respond alright.<br/><br/>She decided to push a little, “Well?”<br/><br/>As if getting the message that the look on her face said, especially after she folded her arms, he took in a deep breath, “Alright… look… I’ve been at this for awhile.” He began slowly, hoping she was not going to throw a punch at him. If she didn’t like what she heard, she was more than likely going to throw a few punches. “I’ve worked as a double-agent, trying to get information on what Thomas was doing. When we found what we were looking for, we went after Thomas. Murdock had gotten to him before we did… much to our dismay.”<br/><br/>“A double-agent, you say? Well, what kind of information were you looking for?”<br/><br/>“Something involving a code… there are two parts to it.”<br/><br/>That damned code again, Kat thought to herself. She suddenly felt a little tense but managed to keep her expression calm. Did he know that she had the other part of the code? He was probably trying to get something out of her, if he did. Well, she was not going to fall for that. She knew better.<br/><br/>“And you found this code?” She asked.<br/><br/>“Only half of it. I hear that you might know something about the other half.”<br/><br/>She had called that a mile away. Keeping to her thoughts, she said, “No. I don’t know. They insist I do, though.”<br/><br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>Nobody had seen that coming.<br/><br/>Well, nobody except for Ryan that is. It was odd but as soon as he caught something out of the corner of his eye, he knew Eric had come for him. In a way he was surprised to see him. He had half a mind to say something smart about it, but had decided against it. He was still feeling that kick. Adam and his men were a forced to be reckoned with, he didn’t want to taunt them again and end up with broken ribs. So he remained silent as Adam started bragging about this and that. It was, well, almost kind of nice to see that the man was still the cocky bastard he has always been. Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder how he managed to become the leader of a gang. Adam was nothing more than a thug, hardly worth the title such a title like gang leader.<br/><br/>The man didn’t even seem to notice that his men were dropping one by one. He just continued to ramble on, which was completely tuned out by this point. Or he was too focused on the men that were in his immediate area. Or he was too focused on finishing his boring little monologue. Or, of course, Eric was just that sneaky when it came to taking people out, which wasn’t too surprising considering Eric’s military training. Gang members would not have too much of a chance; someone like Adam would be outsmarted by the military easily. Not that it was difficult to begin with. Adam was not very attentive either way… Regardless, that military training, needless to say, was the only reason he had caught on to what was going on. Otherwise he’d be on the same boat as Adam. That being said, he almost felt bad for Adam and contemplated saying something to him.<br/><br/>By the time Ryan had opened his mouth, however, Eric was holding his knife to Adam’s throat.<br/><br/>“Oh, ho!” Adam said with a forced grin, clearly not amused at how he had been taken off guard like that. “Look what we have here, boys.” The remaining men chuckled and muttered amongst their selves, most likely trying to mock Eric. “Let me guess… you’re that military fellow that Ryan has taken a liking to, am I right?”<br/><br/>To Ryan, the whole scene was outright amusing. He was curious to see how this was going to play out. The look on his face told Eric to just kill him and get it over with, and really hoped he would so they could be done with this. What did they have to lose? He could escape right now if he really wanted to. If he put some effort into it, he was sure he could take the remaining men. But they had guns, and had taken his own, all he had were his bare hands to fight with. Not exactly the best weapon to use in a gunfight. That was something he had found out the hard way, and something he did not want to have to go through again. Once was enough. He was sure that Eric understood, but he used a few signals to send the message just in case.