London, England.
For 13 years she watched these people watched them work, watched them plan. She had learned so much about them, how disgusting and vile they were and most of all how evil they where. She was 5 when she first met them, well when they took her. They'd robbed bank after bank since then and they'd robbed 3 in the past week. All she wanted was to see her family again to hold her brother again but she couldn't. She was 18 and she'd most likely die here. Well at least she hoped she would.
A cold voice called to her "Hey girly what do you think of our plan?"
"It's good" She lied not wanting to anger them.
"Good girl" The cold voice said again before him and his partner left.
She started to think about her family.
Flashback
13 year before
"Daddy" She screamed as her father walked through the door. He picked the 5 year old up and buried his face in her sandy blond hair.
"How's daddy's little girl doing?" He asked as he carried her into the living room.
"Good" She said as her father put her down.
"Daddy's home" A small voiced yelled. It was Oscar, her little brother, who came running into the room. Their dad pick him up and kissed his head.
"My baby boy." He whispered as he sat down next to his daughter. Oscar had fallen a sleep in his arms. He pulled his little girl close to him. "My angel" He whispered to her.
She smiled at him, her blue eyes shinning. This was the last time she was truly happy.
Present day.
She began to cry at the memory of her brother and father. That was the last time she was Haley Dixon-Halliday.
