When he had gotten a call from Craig explaining he had a hostage Pope expected anything but this. Dragging the small form to the office of the bar Pope and Craig unmasked the form. A young woman, her hair messy, a split lip, she looked nothing like a usual hostage. She was scared, her eyes wide, darting around as she mumbled against the gag. Pope looked at Craig.

"Craig you better explain" Pope huffs looking at his stupid younger brother.

"J told me to get this hostage, said her brother or whatever owed us money, I didn't know it would be a chick!" Craig says, trying to justify his actions.

The Codys were known for their- violent tendencies, but even they knew when to not cross a line. And hurting some wide eyed, 20- something year old was not a line they crossed.

Pope leaned forward, looking at her, analyzing her, she was scared. Tears made her eyes glossy as she trembled beneath his very gaze. He reached forward hand hesitating on the gag.

"Dont scream" he says quietly before pulling the gag down.