Ramsey Megaran

- to have a few words with you. +So maybe Hadley wanted more than words, but it wasn't really my concern+

- my other hand rested on my holster. @DibsOnYourSoul wanted @NewToThePole, and I wasn't going to let her just traipse away+ Hadley wants -

It's not what I want with you, it's what my employer wants with you. Now, get in the car or I'll throw you in. +With one hand on the door, -

- Stepping out of the car, I walked around to the passenger side and opened the door+ Get in.

- could earn me my freedom from @DibsOnYourSoul. Fate was shining on me today, and I wasn't going to let this one slip through my fingers. -

- picture posted on the wall like an old wanted poster. This girl was like the Golden ticket into the chocolate factory. Bringing her in -

+The Magic Mirror? That's when it clicked, where I'd seen her face. She was the girl @DibsOnYourSoul was looking for. Kasia. She had her -

- you're going, or I can drag your ass in for suspicion. Your choice.

- town known for prostitution. It's not such a logical leap. So let me rephrase my earlier statement; I can give you a ride wherever -

Bogus, really? +So there were fangs behind that smile+ It's forty degrees outside, and you're walking around in a mini skirt in a part of -

- offer, and she's a girl who made a bad outfit decision. Opt to remain in the cold in a short skirt, hello suspicious behavior+

- for the weather. If you want I can give you a ride down to central terminal, you can wait for your bus inside where it's warm. +Take the -

- shake of the head, I focused my attention back on the woman at the bus stop+ it's cold outside, and frankly you're not really dressed -

+That face. I knew I had seen it somewhere before. There was an air of importance to it, but I couldn't put my finger on it. With a mental -

- window and leaned on the center console+ Morning, Miss. How you doing today?

- I couldn't pass without at least stopping and asking a few questions. As I pulled up to the curb at the bus stop, I rolled down the -

- hotel that rented rooms by the hour. I wasn't making judgements, I had nothing against the world's oldest profession. But my badge meant -

- her shoulder. In this weather the only people wearing skirts that short were out to make a trade, only that usually involved a sleazy -

+Driving down the boulevard my eyes caught sight of a young woman in a short skirt, sitting alone at a bus stop with a small duffel over -

- avoided any calls from my least favorite sociopath+