[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D4ADD5]Priya Khurana[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/liLU3XDvjxfOw/source.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=D4ADD5]Location:[/color][/b] Ramada Inn
[b][color=D4ADD5]Skills:[/color][/b]Profiling[hr][hr][/center]

Priya couldn't blame Riley. She wouldn't know what to do if she had that kind of attention. [color=D4ADD5]"Kill or be killed. Sad state of affairs when you find yourself in that situation, but it happens. Police know it all too often. Never knowing when a call coming in would be the last you get. You survived and that's a good thing, but if it does truly bother you, you should say something. If not, then forget it."[/color]

As Priya walked along, she glanced at the man and woman, trying to see if she could pick up something from them. Riley thought she recognized them, so maybe there was something off. However, Priya's lapse in attention made her run into Riley just outside their room. She felt her face collide with the back of Riley's head and her nose bend in a not-so-good way. She immediately felt pain and clutched her nose as it started dripping blood. [color=D4ADD5]"Shit! Sorry Riley, are you all right?"[/color] She could feel blood around her fingers and she didn't have anything on her. [color=D4ADD5]"Crap, can we get inside and find tissues or something? I think I just cracked my nose."[/color]