20 minutes prior '

"Why can 't you do it!?" Franky hissed into the mic hidden beneath his collar as he brought the newspaper higher to conceal his expression. The small piece of mirror he was gripping with his left hand showed a car driving towards the corner he was hiding behind. A green, Lloyd LK 600 Kastenwagen, 2 door panel van. Not the type of cars driven by the SSS, and therefore not on his radar.

He suppressed a shiver when Fiona let out a long disappointing sigh from the other end of the earpiece. The power of that woman. She didn 't even need to say a single word to communicate her dissatisfaction to him.

'W-What? It 's a reasonable question. You 're less likely to get hurt since you 're trained for this kind of gambit. '

Another car drove by. A gray, Volkswagen beetle.

'They won 't drive fast enough to kill you when turning a corner, '

Fiona said.

'What if they did? That 's my life on the line! '