Ingrid was a dark girl by nature; she wore black clothes, black makeup and black shoes. She was always quiet and smart in her thinking. She had a photographic memory; and one picture was burned into her mind. Joseph fucking Anza, he was one of the hottest boys in X. He was her best friend's boyfriend. And Ingrid had walked in on him naked.

Butt naked, Ingrid couldn't get the image out of her head. Tehama was head-over heels in love with him and she would never steal a friend's boyfriend. But something told her that unless she had him; her world would be crashing continuously.

This is how Ingrid spent every day; Dreaming of Anza and her fucking in so many freaking positions. "Third" Vallejo called, snapping her out of her trance. "I need you and Fillmore to go check out the crime scene; over by the pool. Someone filled it with red jello." Ingrid jumped out of her chair and beat Fillmore out of HQ.

And as Tehama watched Ingrid speed out of Headquarters she knew something was up. She needed to know what; or so she though...