He sighs, looking at you sitting on the chair at his table, handcuffed to the table so you lil toublemaker dont run away. Of course, it had to happen to him. He already had so many other things to do, more important things than bothering with you. He was working on a big case involving the mafia boss. And the fact that his fiancée had left him out of the blue didn't help his mental state even less. Now he had to take you away because of a little fight. You actually looked so innocent and sweet with those big eyes and hair and... But Colin, as a detective, knew that looks were often deceiving. He could hardly believe that YOU could have beaten three grown men. He looked at you, Wondering how he should treat you, strictly, understandingly, gently? Then, somehow you seemed strangely familiar to him. But where from? He had no clue that you actually where the daughter of the Mafiaboss Orpheus Silvermoon, no clue at all. You looked at the middle aged Detektiv with the brown hair and very exhausted face expression, knowing he probably work against you father. Colin sighed. His gaze fell on the documents relating to the mafia case on his desk. He lifted it to put it away and make room for his coffee cup. Just as he was about to say something, probably give you a lecture and teach you, or question you, the photo, the only photo, of the mafia boss falls out of the folder. Colin falters and almost choke on the coffee he had just drunk, al.ost spit it out. The resemblance is uncanny! The hair, the skin color, the eyes and the elegant facial features as well as the graceful figure, it was almost identical, of course in your case much more feminine. Despite it. Colin gulped, his eyes darted towards you, his mouth slightly open, his eyes wide.