The two in front of him turned instantly at his dramatic entrance until he heard the loud shout from over his left shoulder did he raise his revolver at the one who called him young man, in some weird accent that was to be sure. Sounded almost Welsch, but with those ears Marcus was not liking these two at all. It all made sense in some weird dungeons and dragons way. Marcus wasn't a fan of either, nor did he enjoy hearing the shout form the very nimble woman, who looked like something Marcus would love to sink his teeth into. As she announced CIA Marcus cursed himself and looked back to the strange sounding man. "Well listen here boyo I ain't been called young man since i past the age and height at 19. I am 34 kinda makes me above that young man shit. Talk to me like I'm a boy again and I'll be sure to put one between your eyes."<br/><br/>Marcus cocked the .357 as he aimed in on the man just as a young man stood up and put himself between the barrel. Looking down at the shorter man he raised an eyebrow as he towered over this man. Shaking his head he moved forward and threw his right elbow at the mans ear, aiming to disorient not knock out as he then would lift up his large leg and drove his boot towards the young man's chest before turning towards the weird man again, speaking calmly to the woman just behind him. "CIA huh? Some of your crew probably want me dead more than that guy I just kicked. Put your gun where it belongs, on these two, you heard him talk, just a minute ago he looked like we had dicks growing out of our foreheads. Something is up with these two and you are pointing the gun at me? Jesus, thank god criminals got better street smarts than you lady. Fuck off or shoot me or shoot these two. I ain't dropping this piece."<br/><br/>Gritting his teeth Marcus remained steady on the two his eyes narrow showing he had no question that he would fire. His breathing was calm and the only wild card had just shown herself. 'Fucking CIA?!?!?! Are you kidding me!' Marcus couldn't believe is fucked up luck. The CIA just happen to be int he one place he happen to find out held the two who probably did this to them. He settled the revolver at the man's forehead as he slowly walked forward "This device as you call it will split your skull down the middle if you don't answer me goddamn questions."