Flint rolled his eyes.
Money was the best persuader and Flint did like money.
"Fine I will see what they can do..." Flint shrugged
Kiri looked to her phone as a message about a suspect came through. She called the suspect up then looked to Flint. “Well, it seems we will be getting some company. I'm sure you wont let little old me get killed by the evil Gastrea or terrorist monster will you"
She seemed to be joking but Flint felt like Kiri's father some times, over protective of Miss Nomura. He placed his case on the floor and moved his left hand into his blazer, removing the large handgun from within and checking it was loaded. He then racked the slide and placed his now armed hand to his side, keeping his finger off the trigger as was the correct way to safely hold a gun.
He heard the man come through the elevator and into another room. Flint kept at his 'post' though and continued to stand by the door where he had been for the last few minutes, wondering why his initiator was so interested in the man.