The incompetent agent left him to his own devices. This was for the best; with him gone, Agent Barnes could focus on getting the body to a freezer. He began dragging the corpse, careful not to let this motion cause any undue stress on his handler's body. No shoulders out of joint, no bruises. If what he'd been told was true, Agent Jefferson would require the use of his body again shortly. And it was up to Agent Barnes to preserve it.
It was only after he'd dragged the corpse a few feet that he took stock. The red target had not left with the incompetent agent. This meant she was alone. Agent Barnes stopped, letting his handler's body rest on the ground. He dropped to a crouch, as though inspecting the body for something.
Using the bulk of his body as a visual shield, he cross-drew the SIG Sauer in front of him. He twisted in one smooth motion, pushing to his feet and firing off three bullets in the direction of the red target. He didn't hit her, judging from the way she moved, but she got the message clear enough, and he saw her leaving in a hurry. He paused, waiting for her to return fire or simply to return at all. Only after a full sixty seconds did he resume his task.
This time, he hefted Agent Jefferson over his shoulder as best he could. Now, to find that freezer.