"These girls, they thought they could escape. How foolish. Escape,
from me?! " The man in dark glasses laughed. "I know everything about them,
more than they even do." He looked down at the younger man, in his early
thirties, sitting at the desk. "I know where they live, they're daily
routine, they're favorite colors, they're friends, boyfriends, relations,"
He stopped for a moment and smiled, "I even know what shampoo they use."
The younger man at the desk just sat staring up at the man with glasses, 'Ok...' he thought to himself, 'I can do this, it'll be easy...' This should go over smoothly, no screwing up, got it." The older man said, it wasn't a question, it was an order. "I can't believe i have such a coward for a son." He grabbed his head for a moment, "Alright, this Is Christina, she's fast, and could out run you, or anyone else, I'm sure" He said slamming a picture down on the desk, pointing a young woman with medium length dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a somewhat dark complexion, she looked portugese. "She goes by the alias 'Willow'. She's dangerous, I suggest not getting to close to her."
Shane just looked at the picture, thinking about this girl, why did they have to find her, all he wanted to do was be with his friends, meet new people, work on his career, in video game designing, but his crazy father wouldn't let him be. Shane was a tall man, with blondish hair, blue eyes, and he was always happy, though quiet too.
"This," His father said, putting another picture on the desk, "Is Alana, she goes by 'Gwen', she' has a little secret of her own, so it would be best not to get into any physical contact with either of them. " He looked at the two women for a minute, remembering, so many years ago, all the trouble they caused him. He would've been in charge of the company if it weren't for them. "God damned mistakes..." he muttered. Shane just looked at him for a minute, really confused, why did he care about either of these girls, why did he care about his fathers mistakes? He didn't care, he wanted to be anywhere but here. He had a funny feeling that these weren't friends they were going to visit, but he promised he would help his father, at least once. But if it involved killing anyone... The man with glasses looked at him, "Well?" he said questioningly. "Uh, so let's go, I guess?" He sounded unsure. "Yes get up, Shane. It's time to go. The man stood and walked towards the door, "Don't keep me waiting."
The younger man at the desk just sat staring up at the man with glasses, 'Ok...' he thought to himself, 'I can do this, it'll be easy...' This should go over smoothly, no screwing up, got it." The older man said, it wasn't a question, it was an order. "I can't believe i have such a coward for a son." He grabbed his head for a moment, "Alright, this Is Christina, she's fast, and could out run you, or anyone else, I'm sure" He said slamming a picture down on the desk, pointing a young woman with medium length dark brown hair, brown eyes, and a somewhat dark complexion, she looked portugese. "She goes by the alias 'Willow'. She's dangerous, I suggest not getting to close to her."
Shane just looked at the picture, thinking about this girl, why did they have to find her, all he wanted to do was be with his friends, meet new people, work on his career, in video game designing, but his crazy father wouldn't let him be. Shane was a tall man, with blondish hair, blue eyes, and he was always happy, though quiet too.
"This," His father said, putting another picture on the desk, "Is Alana, she goes by 'Gwen', she' has a little secret of her own, so it would be best not to get into any physical contact with either of them. " He looked at the two women for a minute, remembering, so many years ago, all the trouble they caused him. He would've been in charge of the company if it weren't for them. "God damned mistakes..." he muttered. Shane just looked at him for a minute, really confused, why did he care about either of these girls, why did he care about his fathers mistakes? He didn't care, he wanted to be anywhere but here. He had a funny feeling that these weren't friends they were going to visit, but he promised he would help his father, at least once. But if it involved killing anyone... The man with glasses looked at him, "Well?" he said questioningly. "Uh, so let's go, I guess?" He sounded unsure. "Yes get up, Shane. It's time to go. The man stood and walked towards the door, "Don't keep me waiting."