Zi sighed, flagging down the car. "[color=0054a6]Don't even consider it, Mistress. They'll figure themselves out. Speaking of out, in the car now if you would,[/color]" He spoke in an emotionless tone, his usual tone. While he could have dealt with the lock much faster than Richter had, he had to appreciate that Richter was trying- even if it was slightly inconvenient not to break the chain. He would speak to the junior later, for three reasons now.
	Deaik watched the three from a safe distance, where he was masked by the shadows. He wasn't planning to try anything, but he still fingered the knife he kept at his side. Maybe he could take out the head guard and earn himself some credit points with his fellow criminals. He doubted it.