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Colette sidled in and sat politely while the congresswoman droned on and on. Really, she was quite annoying. Such useless drivel spouting out of her mouth. Though she could feel herself sympathizing with the worry of losing these girls to some maniac, if these women could not protect themselves, it only showed them as weak.  She would be damned if she let any man get the better of her. Same with the children. She didn't have a pleasant childhood growing up, but she made the best with what she was given. Hell, to this day she dreams of finding her real parents or those people the foster care system placed her with and draining them dry. However, it was not the time for that. Not yet. But soon. However, a job was a job. She hoped Liam was willing to let her play along. She could really do with something more. This sounded like a job that could be interesting.

The way Liam talked to people always made her giddy. He seemed so suave and full of life, but his words would always mince and mess with people. It was deliciously fun. She looked over at Rook and smiled warmly at him. He, too, was someone she respected. He could get the job done too. Perhaps it could be a group effort. No...a [i]family[/i] effort.

So she sat there, a perfect little princess, and let the grown-ups talk. Inside her head though, fireworks were shooting off. Life was about to get a lot more interesting.