Sins POV:
I had just had my first encounter with her, and I already despised her.
She tried to shoot me, thank god for my theory of not having loaded guns in the room with a prisoner.
Here she lays, looking all innocent and calm when 10 minutes ago she was trying to kill us, and almost succeeded.
"I want everything on her, find out who she is, what she does. I want to know her friends and family, even her friends family, get me everything." I muttered
"I think we got her name" Slayer called out as he walked over carrying her still-wet leather jacket.
I looked over and found as he held a paper that was dripping with water, ink from the page was running down the sides.
"What's that?" I muttered.
"Don't know" he shrugged "but it says Grey Ravenwood on it, and I'm guessing that might be her...
"Get me everything you can on this Grey Ravenwood." I mumbled as I stared at the peacefully sleeping girl.
GREYS POV!!!!!
I awoke- my head was throbbing and pulsing even more than before.
I pulled my wrist and groaned to feel ice cold metal pressing against my arm.
Handcuffs? Really? Talk about 50 shades of grey...
"Grey Ravenwood..." A voice called out and I froze. They knew my name.
Shit oh just kill me.
"You've been a bad little girl."
"I-I just-" I was cut off.
"Shut up."
"What?"
"I said shut the fuck up." The voice muttered again.
I noticed he had a thick Russian accent that slipped off his tongue.
I turned my head to find the intimidatingly gorgeous guy.
His eyes were icy as they bore into me, I felt the sting of his glare.
"I want to know why I can't find anything on you, Is Grey Ravenwood your real name?"
I hesitated... And slowly nodded.
"Then why can't I find anything on you?"
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