She wasn't onto a bad plan, well as good a plan as any when facing a hired killer who had only a few minutes before proven his ability by killing the contact. As good as an idea as it was it did have one serious flaw which Jennifer found out soon enough. The light had utterly ruined her night vision. As she passed into the shadows it became pitch black. Everything lost definition and she found moving difficult. The same could not be said for her assailant.<br/><br/>Her hair was yanked back by a strong grip and the ice cold barrel was jammed under her neck. There was a click as the hammer of the pistol was cocked. You seem determined to get yourself killed. Is that what you want? He asked.