What the hell had happened?!<br/><br/>One moment they had saved Veronika and the next moment chaos exploded and there were men coming to take her away. He looked at the interaction almost in disbelief, wondering if this was a scene that they were acting out in their movie. Trevor wasn't a man who went to the movies too often so he didn't know what was real or what would be considered 'acting'.<br/><br/>Except...the moment they grabbed Connie, Trevor frowned and realized that this was very much a real thing happening. He had heard of this sort of thing happening in the past, mobsters picking up girls who were easily forgettable and making them disappear. It was actually a case he wanted to work on but the Captain had told him it was a little too high profile for someone with no experience.<br/><br/>No experience...that had been one of his specialties! Scouting and finding soldiers who had been taken or who had simply gotten lost and needed to be rescued.<br/><br/>"Hey!" He reached for Connie but before he could, Veronika flew into a rage and went after the director with her shoe. While the other men were distracted with Veronika, he quickly grabbed Connie and jerked her away from the one closest to them. He pulled Connie behind him, keeping her between him and the mobster who had his eyes on her. There was no way they were going to take his partner.<br/><br/>Eyes flickered to where Veronika was and he blinked when he realized she had a gun. Suspicion crossed his eyes for a split second before he covered the reaction and instead alternated his expression between Veronika and the goon squad.<br/><br/>This was going to end bad.<br/><br/>Very bad.<br/><br/>"Gentlemen," Trevor spoke up and eyes switched to him, thankfully. He looked around and shook his head, "I'm afraid that you can't take either of these ladies."<br/><br/>"Oh? And why's that?" The one who seemed to be in control shot back with a smirk.<br/><br/>"Well because Gino," He nodded towards the man whom Veronika was holding at gun point, "is currently about to get shot by an actress who I'm pretty sure doesn't know how to use a weapon. And C--Sandi," He quickly corrected himself, "works closely with a lot of people. She would be missed."<br/><br/>"And who are you?" One of them snapped.<br/><br/>"Well," Trevor smiled faintly as he raised a shoulder in a half shrug, "I'm just the man the ladies call when there's trouble."<br/><br/>Without hesitation he punched the man closest to him, the one who tried to take Connie and pushed him back hard towards the other mobsters. He rushed the other men before they could pull their weapons and fell on top of two of them, fighting for control over the guns they had. This was stupid. It was going to get them killed in some kind of way.<br/><br/>But he had to do something.<br/><br/>A punch landed square on his jaw and he saw stars, but he continued to fight, grappling for the weapon just as they heard sounds coming from the stairs, "HEY! Who's up there?"<br/><br/>A security guard.<br/><br/>"Come on!" The mobsters called out to one another, quickly grabbing their weapons and each other and pushing themselves towards the door. The one who was in charge looked at Jack with narrowed eyes, "You owe us." His eyes shifted to Veronika, Connie and Trevor and he snarled, "This ain't over." Just as the guard rushed into the office, the mobsters rushed out.<br/><br/>"Is there a problem here?" The security guard looked at Jack before his eyes moved to the unlikely trio before him.