Violet threw her leg over her little motorcycle, pulling out the kick-stand, and slowly removed her helmet. She shook out her hair and pushed all her weight to one side, to lean against the motorcycle. She had parked caddy-corned to a van, so as to be shielded from Brayden's view.<br/>'<span style="font-style: italic">If he ever comes out of that god-forsaken building.</span>' Violet thought.<br/><br/>After about ten minutes she saw Brayden walking down the stairs through the large windows at his parallel. He moved slowly, and his eyes were glassed over like he wasn't really seeing what was in front of him. When he finally made his way to the door, Violet sighed.<br/>"Finally." She muttered quietly to herself.<br/><br/>She watched as he loped to his car, and started his engine. Violet made a mental note of his hesitation to turn the key. She threw her leg back over her bike and started the engine, proceeding to follow him home and park it behind a bush at a neighbors house.<br/><br/>Violet walked quickly to the door, and rang the doorbell twice. She saw a blind twitch, and then heard the dead-bolt unlocking. He opened the door, and Violet noticed that he had already had time to change out of his suit, and was now dressed in a pair of jeans and a navy t-shirt.<br/><br/>"Hi. I'm Violet. You're Brayden. You need to come with me, you're in danger. I'll explain later." She said, bluntly. This approach hadn't worked last time, and she had had to back-track.<br/>"I...I don't know what kind of prank this is, but I'm really busy. Sorry. Bye bye." He said, in a monotone. Violet stuck her foot in the door, which should have hurt, but it hadn't of course.<br/>"It's not a prank. Just walk with me and I will explain. 10 minutes. I even have proof." Violet said, hoping he would at least be curious as to what the hell she was doing there.<br/>"Fine. Ten minutes." He said, in the exact same tone.