jamie_winchester
Cluster
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2010
Morrigan Sinclair looked through the park as she walked, her soft black hair swirling a little around her face, allowing mid back length hair flow down her back as she made sure that she wasn’t being followed. While she had no desire to be treated to the visuals of what his life would be like, she needed to know what the other DEA agent was up to. The fact that his own people no longer trusted Leon meant that he was about to be left on his own, and if he was still playing for their team, it could be deadly. She was determined to give him the benefit of a doubt. Even if it meant pretending to be his girlfriend.
Wrinkling her nose a little at the story Leon had made up when their boss had expressed a interest in sending in another cop. While she knew it was probably the safest way of getting into his world, and so much better then the risk of being pretending to be a junkie, or reducing herself to being one of the prostitutes, she was still not enjoying the idea of a ‘whirlwind romance’ with a man that she’d heard so many conflicting stories about.
Finally seeing the man in question coming in from the other entrance, the tall black haired woman shuddering a little as she swallowed. Here goes nothing, she thought to herself before shifting her stance just enough to throw her off balance in the high heels she was wearing, stumbling into the other as he neared her.
“oh!S-sorry.”She stuttered a little, for every intent or purpose just a woman who’d stumbled into someone, and not two cops staging the perfect cover.