Tricked.

Mark hangs up the call after receiving the confirmation that he needed. He puts his phone back into his pocket before beckoning to the shadow hiding in the alleyway.

The shadow revealed to be a tall man in a crisp black suit and a tan waistcoat. The man gently took the umbrella from Mark's hand and held it above both of their heads.

The two men were still facing in the direction Leia had run towards.

"If I may be so bold sir, why are you doing this?." The man asks in a reserved tone.

Mark hums, stroking a finger across his chin in a contemplating manner before locking eyes with the grey ones of his chauffeur.

"Well Ivan, it's really simple. Leia could do so much more with the right kind of motivation. But she's too soft now. If I threw her in with the wolves she would be eaten alive. I for one think she'd be more useful to us after she experiences a bit of pain. I need her to use that pain to hurt a particular person." He says with a bright smile

"Of course sir." That is all the man