Grace kept her back to the door and reached for her cigarettes. She clicked the lighter a few times, but the nerves from seeing her old boyfriend -- Matt, Matt was his name -- made it hard.
She didn't hear the door open, but the club music getting louder was hard to ignore, so she turned a little and let out an eep when she felt her arm get grabbed, "Shit," her cigarettes and lighter went scattered across the alley floor.
Alyssa's eyes narrowed. He was sorry? "I had a tail. Standard procedure is to wait 48 hours after a missed drop, unless the agent has indicated imminent danger. What the fuck are you doing?" she hissed.