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Hello Everyone. Welcome to my page. Feel free to call me Ms. Winters Or Major Winters. Most people do. I have been with the guild over three years now. I have many RPs and 1x1s. Feel free to take a look. I am 45 (Yes I know I am older than most). I have been happily married for 24 years. I have two gremlins. I love to read. We started a YouTube channel to share our randomness.

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It took some time for Roxy to hack into the PI's phone to get the information on the person the spy was following. She didn't recognize the name at first. It wasn't until she started going through the file that she recognized the name. Not the guys name but his father's. The man had worked with her father. She didn't remember what he did but it would come to her. She closed the folder and slide it into her pocket.

She climbed onto her motorcycle and headed towards the address listed in the information. It took almost two hours to reach the address by bike. She had to find a place to hide the bike. She was going to need something bigger for kidnapping. Kidnapping a man wasn't ideal. While nothing in his profile didn't indicate that he could fight. He was bigger and heavier than she was. She was going to get him close to the vehicle she chose. Hopefully she could figure out how by the time she got to him.

It was late by the time she found the man. Luckily he was outside. She parked the van in front of him. She didn't know if he was the handy type or even the helpful type. She would only have one. Chance to get him into the can. She got out of the van. She went around to the back and opened the trunk. Than she looked over at him. "Excuse me can you help me."
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Ooh, by the second? Sure, I'll set it up then.

Sure why not? Also she has to do is steal the information, steal the information, find him and grab him. Once she knows who she's looking for the rest should be easy.

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Roxy wasn't surprised when informed her that he one of his mistresses had had a son and he was naming that child heir. She had always know her father wanted a son and the minute he had one she would be displaced. She was both surprised and pissed when her father that her only value she had was through marriage. He was marrying her to one of his allies. She refused telling him this wasn't the eighteen hundreds. He couldn't force her to marry. He told that she either married the man he chose or she could leave. She chose to leave.

Evey holiday she made a mandatory family portrait. She also came whenever there was an interview or media event that required the whole 'family' to be present. She visited her brother whenever her father wasn't home. She didn't want him to know she visited her brother.

"I was finally able to trace that disc your old partner stole." Roxy froze at the words coming out of her father's office. He wasn't supposed to be here. He would use that knowledge against her. She carefully slid into the shadows the way she had been trained.

"Good. The last thing I need right now was for that information to come to light. No one can find out about that project." Her father said. Roxy frowned. She had no idea what they were talking about but this could be the thing she had been looking for since she was sixteen.
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Roxy snapped out of her thoughts when Devika asked her to go the bathroom with her. Part of her welcomed the break from talk about family. Part of her felt guilty for disturbing Devika's time with her family. She hadn't meant to but she supposed that the weaknesses of the bubble had revealed the emotions she was trying to keep hidden. She was going to have to do better job of hiding them. She nodded before she slide out of the booth.

She waited for Devika to do the same. Then she followed the other woman to the bathroom. As they walked, she tried to figure out what to say to the empath. She didn't want or need any more of the other woman's pity. And explaining didn't hold any more appeal. That left her with little of say but she had to think of something to say.
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