[i]"My past was just as unpleasant for me to tell as yours is to you, yet I didn't hesitate to tell you about it, neither. So as complicated as it might be, I'm quite sure you'll be able to explain it just fine."[/i]

"You....really don't make this easy for me, do you?"

Before the flaming-haired girl could utter anything more to defend her case, a loud knocking cut her off. Kiara immediately tensed up, placing her hand in her coat pocket again. It was too close of an interval to be coincidence; it had to be the same people from before. 

On the other end of the front door, Giltwith gave a slight nod to Jackson before knocking again with his knuckle. They had the warrant now, and if this Trixie truly had nothing to hide, then this would go by quick and smoothly.

"Alright listen," Kiara said, slight panic now creeping in her voice. "Help me lose them and I swear I'll tell you everything. No more lies, no more bullshit, just everything. Do we have a deal Trixie? I mean, what's it matter you anyway? We just met each other in the last hour so I don't see why my business is any of yours, especially my past. Help me and I won't bother you again."