<span style="color: #006600">“I disagree.  You don’t see me bathed in, and reveling in the blood and gore of the gangbangers I put a bullet in today.”</span>He returned at her words, though not moving from his spot to get closer of get out of her way.  He looked at the woman like a person studying a caged, dangerous animal.<span style="color: #006600">“So what?  Nothing really.  Just my critique of your method.  And insistence of drawing attention to yourself.  You won’t be able to disappear while covered in those boy’s blood and guts.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>