Just for a second.
Because I mean it.
Because he sees it.
Because he knows—
I won’t stop here.
“You think they’ll let you?” he says, breath rough now.
I lean in.
Close.
Let him hear it.
“Watch me.”
He swings again—
Slower now.
I block.
Counter.
Drive him down.
This time—
He doesn’t get back up.
Silence fills the tunnel.
Heavy.
Final.
Briggs rounds the corner.
Weapon up.
Sees it.
Sees him.
“Target down?” he asks.
I nod once.
“Yeah.”
The CIA agent steps in behind him.
Stops.
Takes it in.