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Name: Charlotte Graham
Age: 21
Personality: Rather hesitant and reserved, though has a wild temper at times. Submissive.
Hair: Red
Eyes: Brown
Body Type: Slim and short, well toned.
IC
"Five hundred. Your brother still owes my boss five hundred." the deep voice of the male startled the girl, causing her to jump and drop the cigarette she had been smoking. She whirled around, gazing towards the entrance of the alleyway. A tall thin man in a suit stood there, two other beefy guys with him. Charlotte backed up, fear crossing her face. "I-I don't know you. I think you have me mistaken for somebody else." she gets out, glancing around for an escape but finding none. "Charlotte Graham. Little sister of Anthony Graham." the man responds, an amused smile pulling at his lips. She gulps, realizing he really did know her and her older brother. What had he gotten himself into now? "Five hundred dollars you said? I have the money. I'll pay it for him." she starts for her purse, hands trembling. The man laughs, his goons making their way closer to her.
"Five hundred thousand, sweetheart." He says softly, tilting his head. "My boss isn't happy, as he can no longer find your brother for the money. So, he sent us to ask you some questions." he continues, and at that point she had a guy in front of her and the other was circling behind her. "Look, I haven't seen Anthony in weeks. I havent even heard from him. I can't help you." she says, voice pleading as she tries to keep an eye on them all. "Oh, yes you can. You see, we need to send a message to Anthony. Lure him out. And you're the key." the man states, and suddenly one of the men strikes and grabs her. She shrieks, kicking out and trying to hit him with her bag. The second guy rips the bag from her, tossing it as he grabs her other arm and shakes her. "Stop fighting, or it'll get worse." she hears the man at the entrance say, but in her fear the words don't register. She continues to struggle, kneeing one in the balls. He dropped like a stone, letting out a groan as he released her. The second guy cursed, hitting her closed fist in the side of her head. Pain exploded throughout her temple and head, causing her to whimper. She went limp, dazed as spots crossed her vision.
He threw her over his shoulder just as the one she kicked started to stand. They carried her out of the alley, following the leader of it all to a van. Once there she was tossed into the back, the dick kick guy climbing in after her. They were shut in as the other two moved around to get in the drivers and passengers seat. She crawled to the corner of the van, eyeing the guy across the space. He stood, moving to a black bag that was already in the van. He opened it, pulling out a black roll of duct tape. He turned, grinning at her as the van started and began to drive. "Payback." he mutters, making his way to her slowly. She glares at him, eyes following his every move.
The van stopped moving after what must have been hours, and Charlotte rolled to gaze at the back van doors. The goon had already gone up front at a stop of what might have been a convenient store. She had her wrists taped behind her back, mouth taped as well. The asshole had gotten his payback from the kick in the balls alright. The doors opened, causing her to squint her eyes from the sudden brightness. It was Lefthook, the guy who left the painful and bloody bruise on the side of her face. He motioned with a finger for her to come to him, and after a moments hesitation she did. He dragged her out, letting her catch her balance before walking with a hand on her elbow to meet the other two at the back of a large building. They were there, and she made a small sound as they entered. "Straight to the boss.." the leader had been saying, turning down a different hall than the other two. Here it goes, she thought sadly.
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Pic: https://ibb.co/mp7e4H
Name: Charlotte Graham
Age: 21
Personality: Rather hesitant and reserved, though has a wild temper at times. Submissive.
Hair: Red
Eyes: Brown
Body Type: Slim and short, well toned.
IC
"Five hundred. Your brother still owes my boss five hundred." the deep voice of the male startled the girl, causing her to jump and drop the cigarette she had been smoking. She whirled around, gazing towards the entrance of the alleyway. A tall thin man in a suit stood there, two other beefy guys with him. Charlotte backed up, fear crossing her face. "I-I don't know you. I think you have me mistaken for somebody else." she gets out, glancing around for an escape but finding none. "Charlotte Graham. Little sister of Anthony Graham." the man responds, an amused smile pulling at his lips. She gulps, realizing he really did know her and her older brother. What had he gotten himself into now? "Five hundred dollars you said? I have the money. I'll pay it for him." she starts for her purse, hands trembling. The man laughs, his goons making their way closer to her.
"Five hundred thousand, sweetheart." He says softly, tilting his head. "My boss isn't happy, as he can no longer find your brother for the money. So, he sent us to ask you some questions." he continues, and at that point she had a guy in front of her and the other was circling behind her. "Look, I haven't seen Anthony in weeks. I havent even heard from him. I can't help you." she says, voice pleading as she tries to keep an eye on them all. "Oh, yes you can. You see, we need to send a message to Anthony. Lure him out. And you're the key." the man states, and suddenly one of the men strikes and grabs her. She shrieks, kicking out and trying to hit him with her bag. The second guy rips the bag from her, tossing it as he grabs her other arm and shakes her. "Stop fighting, or it'll get worse." she hears the man at the entrance say, but in her fear the words don't register. She continues to struggle, kneeing one in the balls. He dropped like a stone, letting out a groan as he released her. The second guy cursed, hitting her closed fist in the side of her head. Pain exploded throughout her temple and head, causing her to whimper. She went limp, dazed as spots crossed her vision.
He threw her over his shoulder just as the one she kicked started to stand. They carried her out of the alley, following the leader of it all to a van. Once there she was tossed into the back, the dick kick guy climbing in after her. They were shut in as the other two moved around to get in the drivers and passengers seat. She crawled to the corner of the van, eyeing the guy across the space. He stood, moving to a black bag that was already in the van. He opened it, pulling out a black roll of duct tape. He turned, grinning at her as the van started and began to drive. "Payback." he mutters, making his way to her slowly. She glares at him, eyes following his every move.
The van stopped moving after what must have been hours, and Charlotte rolled to gaze at the back van doors. The goon had already gone up front at a stop of what might have been a convenient store. She had her wrists taped behind her back, mouth taped as well. The asshole had gotten his payback from the kick in the balls alright. The doors opened, causing her to squint her eyes from the sudden brightness. It was Lefthook, the guy who left the painful and bloody bruise on the side of her face. He motioned with a finger for her to come to him, and after a moments hesitation she did. He dragged her out, letting her catch her balance before walking with a hand on her elbow to meet the other two at the back of a large building. They were there, and she made a small sound as they entered. "Straight to the boss.." the leader had been saying, turning down a different hall than the other two. Here it goes, she thought sadly.
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