Lucy was held right in the middle of the foyer, where the previous two men who brought her here came back while chatting together, behind them was another new face, a man who looked so young and pretty. He was quite the chatter.
Their eyes were deep and black, it showed that they were always vigilant despite talking nonchalantly. As expected of the underworld killers.
"Hello dear.", the pretty boy smiled at Lucy, she was just so beautiful for him to not notice. His eyes clear yet menacing. Q was nowhere in sight as he received news that three of their ammunition dealings went awry just a while ago.
"Hello bastard.", Lucy smiled back with confident, the pretty boy turned silent instantly. Lucy was having fun cursing the man. She hated the way he looked at her.
