It was a nice evening in Hawaii. A cool breeze drifted between the palm trees and the sun did not have its overpowering rays beam down upon the residents of Hawaii. Danny knew he was enjoying the afternoon too much and when they got the lead of a so called Richard Hill, possible co-worker of Wo-Fat, that joyful day had ended. He prepared himself for the heavy stunts and karate moves that he knew Steve would use on this task. Talking to someone for Steve was tackling them down and yelling questions in their ears. They rode along in the camaro and Danny gave Steve a glare.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Steve asked with a grin, eyebrow raised in curiosity.

"What do you mean? I'm not look at you in anyway." Danny said as-a-matter-of factly.

"Yeah you are. Your staring at me like I did something wrong." Steve said grin getting wider with mock.

"I didn't even look at you, I was only staring at the beautiful palm trees outside." Danny said gesturing towards the car window, with a short smile.

"Since when did you like anything here? And why do you always have to be so angry?" Steve replied, hiding his amusement at the other mans defensiveness.

"Angry? I'm not getting angry I'm only clarifying that I wasn't staring at you!" He said waving his hands in Steve's direction.

"I looked at you, I did not stare at you. I was only getting nervous because you seem awfully happy for this Richard Hill guy." Danny snorted out raising his voice.

Steve only laughed and shook his head and look into the rear view mirror. A black SUV stood behind them and Steve had noticed that it had been following them for a while. Not until he took a turn did the car turn in the opposite direction. He shook it off.

"Why are you laughing?" Danny questioned.

"I can't laugh now, is that what your saying?" Steve snapped back.

"No, it's just when you laugh I usually don't find the subject funny, more dangerous actually."

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry 'bout a thing."

"Yeah well I find that really hard to believe. We don't have that same definition of humor. Not even close, Steve, not even close.

They neared their location and the warm sun had started to set. As Steve took a turn a black SUV rammed into them full force pushing them down rolling in the depths of jungle and trees until one had finally stopped their tumble.

Birds flew from the tree and left.