As we preparing to transition from the station to the attached terminal, looking for the bus line that would connect us to the BH safe house in the Kőbánya (X) District, our attackers were dismounting their vehicles from across the street as well as to our left and right. They were dressed like cops. Had they been armed like cops...
"Oh look," I snickered to Pamela, "I see a whole bunch of heavily armed people coming our way."
"Good for you," Pamela muttered. "Your eyes are still working."
"Do you think they are here to raise me up on their shields and proclaim me 'Prince'?" I joked.
"I think they are here to kill us," Pamela grinned.
"I prefer to think positively," I grinned back.
"I am positive they are here to kill us," Pamela laughed. It had to be our relaxed demeanor that confus
