The bag came off my head with a dramatic whoosh. Bright light. Expensive shoes pacing back and forth. And there she was—the Ada Wong, international spy, femme fatale, professional heartbreaker.

She looked annoyed, like she’d just realized her latte order was wrong. I tilted my head, twenty years of deadpan military upbringing kicking in.

“Really?” I said, blinking at the ropes around my wrists. “A burlap sack? What is this, bargain-bin espionage?”

Ada’s eyebrow twitched. “You have your brother’s mouth.”

“Thanks,” I shot back. “It’s usually the first thing people complain about.”

She kept pacing, muttering something about “documents,” “Kennedy,” and “idiot men.” I stretched as much as the ropes allowed. “So… you kidnapped me to get paperwork? You know there’s a thing called email, right?”

Ada stopped, her red dress swishing like a perfectly planned action scene. “Email leaves a trail,” she said flatly.

“Sure. And kidnapping a federal agent’s sister doesn’t? Genius.”

She gave me a long look—half calculating, half why is this girl not terrified. I smiled with that exact crooked grin Leon gets when he’s about to say something reckless.

“You’re calm,” Ada observed.

“I grew up with Leon Kennedy. I’ve been through worse family dinners.”

For a second—just a second—Ada almost laughed. Almost. Instead she sighed and rubbed her temples, muttering about “siblings being a pain” and “why do I bother.”

“Look,” I said, leaning back like I owned the place, “you can keep pacing and threatening, or you can untie me, and I’ll show you how to forge those documents in half the time. I did inherit some of the Kennedy skill set.”

Ada narrowed her eyes, considering. Finally, she smirked. “You really are his sister.”

“Yep,” I said, grinning wider. “Annoying, resourceful, and impossible to scare. So… friends now or do you want to keep playing kidnapper?”

Ada rolled her eyes, but I could see the faintest hint of a grin. “Fine. But if Leon finds us, you’re explaining this.”

“Deal,” I said. “I’ve been waiting my whole life to tell him this story.”