The hair on the back of her neck prickled when he said her name. Something about him set Lexa off, put her on alert. She stayed her ground. 

[color=crimson]Then he can send it in the mail."[/color] Anticipation was a slow building wave within her. [color=Crimson]"Who is he and what does he want me for?"[/color] Her voice was hard and demanding, though she didn't raise it. She was on alert, ready to act in case this guy wanted trouble.