Date: 2012-04-22 02:00 am (UTC)
agent_coulson: (he never tells me anything)
The hot dog stand was in pieces now, all the fun gone, and the speedster started shooting his rifle in random directions now. He was calling something--Phil realized it was a name, just as a burst hit a car near him and he had to duck his head to keep from being hit with a sideview mirror.

"That would be helpful. I think he's calling for his brother--no idea if it's the one we have, or the one you just took care of--but if he realizes he's alone, he might start taking out hostages."
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