The stunned silence in the room allowed the sound of a car door slamming shut to be heard, followed quickly by a young female voice.  "Get your hands off me, you bastard!  I can get out of a car... Hey!  Let go!!"<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MgMFaY9LZWo/TLCN1YrEGJI/AAAAAAAABmM/LMV6PAlI84M/s400/hot-girl-hairstyle.jpg)</div>The outside door clanged open and the voice steadily got closer.  "You can't just take me to some goddamn warehouse and drop me off.  I have rights!  Where the hell am I?!"  Suddenly the source of the voice became apparent, a thin teenager a couple inches shy of 6 ft with brightly colored hair.  She stumbled into the room as the two men behind her pushed her forward, then turned to leave.  They'd only taken a couple steps before the girl turned around and shouted "That's right, get out of here you wankers!"  Turning back to face the group, she murmured under her breath "Goddamn custody officers....."<br/><br/>Her hazel eyes scanned the room, looking distrustfully across the various faces until her gaze fell on Richard.  Letting out a groan, she moved over to an open chair and fell into it.  "You, huh?  I thought you were just spouting some shite about getting me out of there.  So does this mean I'm part of your super special secret team now?"  She looked back around the room.  "....Along with these tossers?  I was expecting something a bit... more... "  The girl's eyes fell on the open laptop and for a moment she was silent, before turning back to their host.  "Cardiff?  Really?  Why in hell would you want to even be here, let alone drag us all along with you?"