Lucas Walker glanced at the gun before his eyes, then turned to look at her face, "Ivana, just who are you?
Adept in martial arts, familiar with the fighting technique, capable of flying a helicopter...
Most importantly, even his people only managed to track down her information in New York, unable to find more about her, like her parents, or the exact address of her home.
He couldn't help but grow curious about her.
Ivana Bennett shrugged, "I'm an Art and Design student at XX University."
He bluntly tore down her pretense, "I've never heard of art schools offering martial arts, gun handling, or helicopter piloting classes."
She pouted, "Personal interests, is that not allowed?"
This was the United States, after all. Owning a gun wasn't illegal.
Lucas Walker smiled, "It's allowed, I really like it."
Ivana rolled her eyes. The gun was still pointed at his forehead. "And you, who are you?"
