The silver Impala sat just across the street from the burned out remains of what was once a bar. Shadows pooled around the vehicle a small line of smoke drifting up from the blacked out cabin. Trinity Telford eyed the structure thoughtfully contemplating whether or not to enter the potential trap. She didn't like getting notes slipped under her door and she liked cryptic messages about secret meetings even less. She and enemies both Legitimate law enforcement and not so legitimate law enforcement. Big players wanted her on a slab and as impulsive as she was Trinity wasn't stupid.<br/>Flicking her cigarette into the street she pushed the car door open glancing one more time at the shotgun on the passengers seat debating taking it with her but in the end decided it might be a bit much if the note sender was on the up and up. Popping the trunk she circled the car tossing the compartment open. Reaching down she felt around the corps that laid hidden within, the original owner of her current mood of transportation he never heard the bullet as it blew his head in half. Grabbing the Nine Millimeter she had tossed on top of his body she sighed slamming the trunk closed.<br/>Rounding the building pressing her ear to the basement  entrance frowning at the banter inside. Throwing it open Trinity rushed inside, the Nine millimeter swept the room in a single swift motion. Just three of them, She could handle three.<br/>"Freeze Bitch FBI!" She screamed at the woman that had been wandering the room the gun trained on her head. Trinity felt her finger twitched against the trigger as the urge to fire vibrated her hand but after a moment she smiled dropping her weapon a finger jetting up mocking the girl.<br/>"I'm just fucking with you. But you never know." She laughed tossing her hair over her shoulder her eyes locking on the only man in the room. "Speaking of not knowing." She rushed forward the gun raised towards his face. "Who the fuck are you Dickhead!? And how the fuck did you know where to find me!"<br/>Trinity was a marked girl. She was wanted for a dozen crimes by the FBI and ATF not to mention criminal organizations that had a prose on her head. "If your a fucking Narc Ill blow your your fucking brains out of your scull! Now i want to know what the hell this is all about and how the hell you knew where to find me But most of all I want to Know!..." She snarled slowly looking from left to right glancing at the glasses in each woman's hand before glaring hatefully back at him. "Wheres my fucking drink?"<br/>