He was the best spy on the force his father was the founder of the corporation although his son bossed the other doys around while he bossed his son around thru called themselves whites
She was also a spy but one who gave a whole new meaning to the word bad her father was leader her mother had passed away due to an unknown reason those guys called themselves the blacks
But when. The whites catch the daughter spying on them and hostage her for questioning what could possibly go wrong
may i join?
(will you be the guy)
(sure)
(yeahhhh)
(yeahhhhhhhh)
(should we do a form or just jump right in?)
( what would you like to do?)
( i'm honestly good with whatever!)
(We can go in blind)
( alrighty, you wanna start?)
(so sorry i am responding so late!)
Seth walked down the long, cold corridor with confidence. Of course, that's not how he feels inside, his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. His father had always said to not let anyone know who you're feeling: to not let the other guys see that you have angst. He ran his hands through his wavy hair and took a deep breath. He opened the door to the interrogating room and stepped inside…
Cheryl sat in the the interrogation room her hands tied together and her feet tied to the legs of the chair. Her red hair falling onto the back of the chair with a grin on her face. She was quite amused that they were convinced they were gonna get her to talk
