"I know, man, I'm not stupid. Hey, wait a minute—look over there. That woman... isn't she the one we're looking for?"
The skinny man had been nodding, but his gaze suddenly shot to the distance as he spoke uncertainly to his companion.
"How could it be her—"
The man with the scar on his face shook his head, figuring his partner was so desperate to find their target he was starting to hallucinate.
He was a different story. Sure, they had to accept the assignment, but once they were out here, how they handled it was entirely up to the two of them.
"I'm serious! Quick, pull out the sketch and let's see!"
The skinny man was growing impatient. Hearing this, his partner immediately pulled out the sketch and looked into the distance again.
They locked eyes, a flash of delighted surprise in both their gazes, and started walking toward Stella Sterling.
"Hold it. Stop right there."
