“[b]Really? You know who I am, you know what I’ve done... Tell me that I won’t. I dare you.[/b]” Drake gazed evenly at the man, his eyes challenging the assassin’s bet. His prosthetic eye, in particular, was... mesmerizing. If only the man looked more deeply into it, perhaps he could see the story within. It was... hypnotizing. “[b]Now, unless you’d like to explain to your employers why you missed your mark [i]and[/i] you didn’t get the lady back, I’d put the gun down right now.[/b]” His prosthetic hand pressed the button behind his back, unbeknownst to everyone else in the room. Now it was just a matter of time.