Susan Cochrane<br/>Arriving at 4855 Pinetree<br/>In a blissful, bemused state of mind<br/><br/>This was very much not Susan's normal stomping ground.  She could feel the eyes of private security as her Focus putted down the street.  At least it was clean.  This was the place, and guards at the gate, lots of kids on the lawn, what the hell?  A party?  Who did Cherry know with the swag for... "You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me."  Too late now.  She sighed and rolled down the window, showing her drivers license to the goons.  "Susan Cochrane.  Mr. Nix's fighter, Cherry asked me to check on her, make sure she's ready for her next fight."<br/><br/>Well, they let her in.  Whether she would be able to get out again, that was a good question.  She perked up a bit.  She might catch a glimpse of that Amazon, anyway.  she went through the gate, they had told her to go around back to the work entrance.  Of course.   She didn't mind, although the thought of Nix explaining to people why there was a ten year old Focus parked out front cheered her up quite a bit.  She left her pistol and knife in the car, slung her light injury bag over her shoulder, and walked quietly into the working part of the mansion.  She could hear Cherry's voice, followed the sound.<br/><br/>"Hey Linda.  You move like you were in a fight last night, you're favoring your side, all right.  Let me take a look at you."