[b]She wouldn't get far. Not on his watch. He had walked all of the goddamned Mojave, and crosses the Big Empty, just to see the man he'd been looking for get killed? The brass wouldn't be happy about this. They were low on Rangers as it was, having barely held on to Hoover Dam, just to have it ripped away by Mr. Z House and his bitchboy of a servant. Nevertheless, this other man walked towards the scene. He wore Ranger combat armor, practically identical to the dead Ranger's. All that changed was the metal that ran across the man's chest, a little extra insurance against any bullets that crossed paths with him. He drew his Ranger Sequoia, and aimed at her head. He squeezed the trigger.[/b]