Scarlett bit her lip to hold back a laugh, shaking her head. Was it that obvious that she was all alone? She looked around the room and realised it was. Here she was with some kind of gangster, allowing herself to be hired despite all the dangers. Ignoring all gut instincts that told her to run. She'd never been so daring in her life.<br/><br/>"I broke up with my boyfriend about 6 months ago." She informed him, before furrowing her eyebrows. Why did she tell him that? She shook her head, watching him as he sat down at the desk in front of her. The brunette thought she should probably move from her spot on his desk, but made no effort to stand up. Instead curious eyes stared as she tried to figure out his next remark.<br/><br/>"Am I in danger working for you?" She asked, tilting her head. "If the only way you can keep me safe is by locking me up in your house then maybe this isn't the job for me." Scarlett announced, pushing herself off of his desk. She wouldn't be controlled, not by anyone, not even for 50 an hour.