Racing through the streets, Sehrab spotted a man who appeared nervous but not so much that he actually noticed the sound of the motorcycle as Sehrab rode from rooftop to rooftop to avoid being seen. The man was locked in a deal with a kid no older than fifteen. He handed the kid a bag of SubstanceX and took the kids money. In doing so, he signed his own death warrant as ten seconds later, a beam of light shot from Sehrab's concussion rifle and killed the drug-dealer by penetrating the base of his skull. The kid ran for his life, unaware that Sehrab had no interest in him.<br/><br/>"Sorry," Sehrab apologized to Cecil. "I just had to take care of some business. Now that that is done, is there anything you need?"