Bringing the Dying James to the HW

James' mind cleared as soon as he heard these words. "Assassin?" He suprisingly felt pleased, but the feelings of guilt and rage overpowered these. "Whoever you are, Frenchy, I'm not gonna let you do to her what you did to me!" He grabbed the bag and grabbed his gun and aimed it at the Frenchman's head, the gun almost touching it. "Perhaps, though, what you did to me was a good thing after all."

EDIT: "You stay out of this!" James shouted, keeping his eyes on the Frenchman. "This is personal, so don't get in the way." Then, he said quietly to the frenchman "Now, are you willing to die, or am I able to gain information from you?"

"I'll just ask away then," James said, refusing to sit down, with the gun at the Frenchman's head. "Tell me, how did I wind up on this mission that got my memory messed up, and why am I getting flashbacks?"