"Freddy!" The agent said turning to the one way mirror. "Get someone out to the graveyard asap!" The agent turned back to his table full off goods and held it in his hand as he stood to removed the collar. "Now was that so hard? If you prove to be right, this will be all over for you," he said, as he began to bandage the cut, "If you lied to me. Well, you won't enjoy it." With that the agent began packing up his tools into his bag. "You will be staying here until they come back from the grave yard. I will be going with them," The guard said, writing something down on a small piece of paper. He tucked it in Leone's pants pocket. "If you think of anything else I should know before I come back, hail a guard and get him to let you call me. My number is on the paper."<br/><br/>He had packed everything up. He stood and moved towards the door. "With any luck I won't be seeing you here again." He said as he slipped out of the room. The door shut behind him with a click.<br/>