James had his gun out at the first gasp, the draw gesture so reflexive he hardly even registered carrying it out. As he spun and drew a bead on their spy, his eyes went cold and calculating. A killer's gaze; soulless, remorseless.
When he saw who it was, his teeth ground again. He lowered the gun enough to not be pointing directly at her, but he could bring it up again in an instant. At the same time he flung his arm out to block the men behind him and tell them not to act against her.
"Damn it, Carter," he growled, the ice still in his eyes. "Couldn't you for once not have poked your nose into it?"
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Date: 2016-06-01 05:30 am (UTC)When he saw who it was, his teeth ground again. He lowered the gun enough to not be pointing directly at her, but he could bring it up again in an instant. At the same time he flung his arm out to block the men behind him and tell them not to act against her.
"Damn it, Carter," he growled, the ice still in his eyes. "Couldn't you for once not have poked your nose into it?"