Get inside the mind of a killer. That was the most important phrase he'd retained during his years studying. How was he to be a good detective if he couldn't understand his suspects? Well, this case was turning out to be more than he had bargained for.

Duncan let out a low groan, his tired eyes darting through his papers as he looked for something; some new information he may have glazed over. He'd been looking to convict this woman, yes, this sly woman he had set his sights on. He knew she had some connections to underground gang leaders; he had appeared before. Had been mentioned in previous cases, but somehow flying under the radar. Charming her way out of suspicion. Though, she'd pushed the envelope too far this time.

A government official had been found dead in a motel room off some lonely high way. The body was covered in fingerprints that linked back to this woman he had been investigating. He could only draw the conclusion that perhaps they had meet with the intention of having sexual relations, the night however, going awry. It was not a pretty crime scene, to say the least. Blood soaked sheets. Stained carpets and bloody, peeling wallpaper. If it weren't for Duncan being a seasoned agent, he may have been more spooked than he had been.

Alas, this case had been tiring him out. Messy brown hair and dead-eyed, he had been scouring everything he knew about her to pinpoint her location. It seemed as if it was time to go undercover.

Alli was honored that she was under investigation for the murder of a US government official, honored that someone out there loved her work that much they had to copy her killing style. The sad thing is she was nowhere near the old motel the body was found in nor would she just leave a crime scene like that. “Very sloppy work, I would never just leave it like that, I would make sure the body was never found and at least try to cover up my tracks,” Alli retorted reading the newspaper report. She quickly tucked the newspaper into her back pack an walked back to her underground hang out to find out if anyone knew why she was being framed for something she didn’t even do.
The hangout was empty and all that was left was a note reading: You really shouldn’t come back here Alli we all thought it was best to just leave as we knew you would try to find out if we knew something. We all know you didn’t kill that government dude but we don’t need the cops sniffing around here to try and figure that out you didn’t do it and they would also take as many of us down before they left. Great just what I need everyone to leave me Alli thought looking over the note again, she did see there point thought a lot of her gang had done some terrible things that would see them in lock up for a long time. Alli looked around some of her things to pack up and find somewhere to hide so this can all blow over and she can get back to doing what she does best and that’s being the sharp shooting hit woman she is.
Carefully checking the coast was clear Alli made her way towards the train station, this was her only chance to get out of the city before they do really bring in the cavalry to hunt me down and bring me to justice and all the rest of it. She found the ticket booth and bought a ticket but before she could pay for it one of the stations security guards recognized Alli and it wasn’t long before the whole the train station was on lock down. within the choas of the lock down Alli managed to slip out the way she had come and she took off away from the train station hoping to find somewhere to hide untill dark so she could really make her escape.