[Straywolf]

Makoto parked the SUV right in front of the narrow street the red-haired man walked into. She grabbed her MP7 and hopped out of the vehicle. A mob of teenagesrs, and eventually the rest of the crowd, slowly backed away from the armed Hunter. Makoto didn't care.

She walked to the back of the SUV and popped open the trunk. She reached for the hi-tech bow and quiver. The crowd watched her mount the bow onto the magnetic strip on her hip, and the quiver onto her back. While she closed the trunk, she gazed at the nervous crowd, and walked into the narrow street.

Makoto passed by several shops. The street was completely empty. Bells rang a few stores down, giving away her target's location.

She stopped in front of what seemed to be an arts and crafts store. She gently opened the door, and the bells jingled lightly. The door closed behind her, and was greeted by the smell of paint.

Makoto flipped the safety off of the MP7, and cocked the gun. "I know you're in here, boy. Make this easier on me and show yourself. I don't feel like wrecking a store like this just to find one person." She kicked a can of spraypaint, and let it roll to the other side of the room.