Drew looked over her shoulder at Clint and scowled. Just how terrible would the world be without this buckets of shit walking around and screwing up other people's lives? She was willing to gamble on "not much", but dropped Bullseye likea sack of potatoes. "Zip-tie his hands together behind him, just in case," she instructed and eyed the unconscious man with distaste. "A fucking taser arrow. Seriously."