A minute after they had left, a mobile phone rang. It was handed to Demetrios.
"Should I open fire Sir?"
Demetrios considered the thought, then said "No, let her be. This one, I have interest in."
And the sniper, instead of taking Laura out as he'd expected to do, packed up his rifle and waited until they were out of sight to leave the house across the road from the bar, where he'd been lying in wait since she'd walked in.
Things were getting interesting.