“So…” You slowly drag out the word in the darkest tone you could muster. With arms crossed tightly behind your back, you drag our feet and circle around her. “Lola…or should I say…Agent Greenaway?”

The glare from Elle only fueled your rage as she struggled against the ties that bound her to the hard chair, deep down in the unlit and bitter basement. You nod your head towards the door and immediately the guard exits the room, leaving you alone with her.

You recently found out your right hand woman was actually an undercover agent for the FBI. The Silver Spiders was a network that you had climbed your way to the top of, everything was going extremely well under your management. But suddenly right when a new recruit had joined, everything slowly started to go south.

You bend down to face her and stare at her with a smile so fake it could be detected from miles away.