Korra kicked and squirmed but in the end, it was the detective who saved her. The man holding her, looked up as the detective suggested putting her down. His buddies didnt look too happy to see him either and they snickered as the thought of a good, unfair fight came to all their minds. "You may have good money for her but she was doing an awful good job of escaping you. You might wanna put a leash on her. Shes a slippery one," the one holding her replied as he loosened his grip around her neck some.<br/><br/>She took the opportunity to lower her head and clamp her teeth down on his arm. A yell left him and he let her drop, Korra bolting behind the detective as soon as her feet touched the ground. The man that had been bitten balled his hands into fists and started their way. "You little bitch. How dare you," he growled almost completely ignoring the detective. Korra made a childish move and stuck out her tongue at him before ducking behind the detective. "I really hope you have a gun and you just arent pretending.." she said quietly to him as her eyes glanced down at the hand on his hip.<br/><br/>His buddies werent far behind him as they followed their leader up towards the detective. Korra glanced down the street and thought of making a run for it, just ditching the detective there. But her caring attitude came into play and she groaned softly as she realized she would never be able to just ditch him. So she grabbed his coat hard and with surprising strength, as well as just using the elment of surprise, dragged him with her as she took off out of the alley. Realizing that maybe it just wasnt her caring attitude that made her drag him away with her. Any other man, she wouldve just left them there to deal with it themselves, but she just couldnt leave the detective behind.<br/><br/>Just as she thought, those gang members werent far behind as they started after them. Once the detective got himself running, she let go of him and took off. Forgetting about her key, she thought she could just pick the lock anyway. Besides, its not like the detective would just let her go when he seemed so intent on taking her back. Coming up to her apartments, she once again took a hold of his coat so she could pull him up the stairs and he wouldnt just run right past. Pulling him inside the building, she slammed the door shut and locked it. Panting slightly, she leaned against the door and slid down to where she was sitting.