Pamela let out a grown as she took in the attempt at disguise. Just what she needed, a wannabe vigilante. “’Take me in’. Please, don’t flatter yourself.” She muttered with a roll of her eyes before shrugging. “He tried to kill me first. I simply returned the favour.”
“I really hate it when people do that. Kill someone because they tried to kill them? Kind of a pansy move, if you ask me.” Cisco said with a smirk. “Who are you? I recognize your face.”
