"I've still got your key," He taunts, wrapping his arms around Murdock and squeezing him tight. "Oh, and your weapons. Impressive, by the way. Too bad you're going to have to tell a very angry man they were handed over to the feds."

"You're bluffing." Her brow furrows and her lips draw up in a tight line. "You've got no idea where the locker is."

It's a locker. Good to know, makes searching the hold that much easier. "If you know anything about us, Lady, you should know we don't bluff."