"Ah fuck." Well. That seemed like the best reaction to have at this point. Even so, he caught himself a moment later and turned around to give Hartley an apologetic look. "Sorry, boss." He never was supposed to swear around the little master, he always got lectures about that. He leaned over and popped the glove box open, pulling out a bag of cookies and tossing them towards their charge.

Whether or not he had the stomach to eat them, they might make him feel better. Mick reverse back into the street and turned around in one swift move, taking off down the street and taking the usual shortcut, hoping the avoid the traffic.

"So you don't think it's anything more than a nervous mugger who got trigger happy?"