STS Intruder

[Widow]

"Ha, yeah.. your probably right." [color=#000000]She sighed. She could never win with Clyde, Although she let him do what ever it was he wanted, she still wished he would choose her over the rest of the female population, even just once.

"Now Ms. Devin, I'm sure you recognize us from the wanted posters but I'll introduce myself nonetheless. I'm Alex Drake, and that is Bonnie Parker. We're with The Society and we have some... questions we'd like to ask you."

"Yeah... And I wish you would change that damn photo you have on there... You took it on my bad side.... " She muttered as she stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. She took a seat in the corner and told Narelle to sit down on the seat bolted to the floor, by the table in the center of the room. She started polishing the barrel of the gun, making sure Narelle knew she still had it there. Bonnie's plan was to let Alex do most of the talking, he was better with words then she was. Interrogation rooms always gave Bonnie the chills, the one way glass, Sterile white walls reminded her of the time Clyde was in Hospital, the metal chairs and table just made the room more unwelcoming then she would have liked, even for her. Trying to keep a straight face she looked over at Alex waiting for his questions.

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