You are snooping around for information at your enemy's place. Suddenly , you hear steps behind you. Your heart is pounding as you hide in the nearest room and lock the door.

The house should be empty. Why the fuck is there someone here?

The steps stop just outside the door and you hold your breath.

That's it. You're busted.

You look around the room, searching for a place to hide.

Shit. A bed is such an obvious place but hopefully it will buy you a few more seconds. As you are sliding under the bed, you hear someone messing with the door. Fuck they are Unlocking it. How the hell do you unlock the door from the outside?

The space under the bed is tight but you manage to squeeze in.

Someone quietly steps into the room. No doubt armed. The shoes stop infront of the bed. You close your eyes. This is it.

"There you are." A deep voice says. Not a second later, you are pulled out from under the bed by your hair.

You hiss in pain as your hair is pulled.

The person pins you down on the floor, face down.

"You are a pretty little thing, aren't you?" He whispers in your ear.

"Fuck you." you mumble, trashing in his hold. It's no use though, his grip on your arms is too strong. You give up and slump against the floor.

"Now that you have calmed down, mind telling me where you hid that usb stick you stole? It has a lot of important information on it."

Shit. You didn't realise he saw that you took it.

"I'm not telling you anything. Who even are you?"

He sighs and flips you over. Fuck, fuck, fuck he looks like Zephyr. He's like a more mature and a taller version of him. His older brother, no doubt.

God, good genes really do run in their family.

"Judging from your expression, I think you already know who I am." he smirks.

"Honestly, it was a good idea that not all of us went on a vacation. You know, just in case a little thief like you breaks in."

You stay silent. The only thing on your mind is the knife tucked in the band around your thigh, under your skirt. The usb is in the same place.

Shit you're fucked.