"Honest?  You cal yourself honest?  You make your living kidnapping, and killing.  You use the excuse its a job and think that it gets you out of everything.  You who judge me for the standing that I hold, who know nothing about the actual every day to day life and the reason why you will never be able to settle into life in society because of your HONEST job"<br/><br/>She ran her fingers over a rock next to her, her fingers caressing the uneven edges, the thought forming in her mind.