Stealth’s resolve vs Agent Smith’s powers

“You’re not going to kill a soldier in the line of duty.”
“One minute thirty-three seconds.”
“Oh, for Christ’s sake,” said Smith, shaking his head. “You’re not going to kill him, are you, Stealth?”
The cloaked woman lurched forward an inch, just enough to loosen the chain. Polk took a deep, wheezing breath. “No,” she said.
“Would you mind releasing him, then?”
She unlaced her fingers and pulled her arms over his head. In the process she yanked out his earbud, mussed his hair, and knocked off his cap. He took another deep breath.
Smith gave her an annoyed look. “Can we make it all the way onto the helicopter without any more outbursts?”
“Of course,” she said.
“Thank you.”
“Do not expect to bend me to your will,” she said. Her voice was loud and clear in the tunnel.

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 554
Peter Clines
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