-RIPLEY-I sipped on my drink, ignoring the conversation going on between Bobby and Fin.And trying to ignore the glances Fin was shooting in my direction. Before leaving for dinner, Bobby had been all too happy to shove drugs in my direction, so my mind was fuzzy. Which helped in this situation.I could forget about Faith and the fact that I left her all alone in the care of strangers. I could almost ignore what a terrible person I had become over the years.When I was high enough, I was a different person. It made things easier."Ripley!" Bobby snapped.I looked up abruptly, "Sorry?"He clenched his jaw in annoyance, "Have you not been listening to a word I've said?"I shook my head, "Uh, no. I was a little lost in my own world. Sorry."He scoffed and turned to Fin, "Really, they're like dogs, if you don't train them, they're useless," he turned back to me, "If you had been paying attention, you would realize your expertise is required."I frowned, "My what?"He sighed, "Fin and I

-RIPLEY-I sat in the hotel, staring out the large window up at the stars. This was the first time I was dealing with rejection and it felt strange.I was questioning whether there was something wrong with me. And I wasn't sure if I was hurt by the rejection, or if it was only because my ego took a knock.But there was something about Fin rejecting me that made me feel off.It bugged me and hurt me more than it should have."Rip." Fin's voice pulled me from my thoughts."What?" I turned to look at him."Are you okay? You've been quiet since we got back.""Of course I'm okay. I get rejected every second day, it's the norm." My voice dripped with more sarcasm than I would have liked.He frowned, "I didn't reject you, Ripley."I raised my brow, "Really? You don't think that counts as rejection?"He sighed and came over to sit beside me, "Ripley, it's not a rejection. I'm not going to take advantage of you."I rolled my eyes, "I came onto you. How is that taking advantage?""You're drunk.

-FIN-My blood boiled as I walked into the police station. I walked through with my mind on the goal - which was Hilton.I slammed the door open and he looked up in surprise, but his frown turned into amusement, "Let me guess, you want more information about Ripley."I narrowed my eyes as I stormed toward him.My lips were in a tight line while my jaw tensed and my brows knitted."O'Clery?" Hilton's voice came out pitched and shaky.I reached over his desk, grabbing hold of his collar, "What did you do to her?" I pulled him over the desk, "Don't even try to lie."His eyes held fear, even though he tried to act calm, "Calm down. You're -"I shoved him into the wall, "I asked you a question, Hilton.""I have no idea what you're talking about."I punched him, my bruised knuckles ached in protest, "Do you really want to play this game?"Hilton smirked, "You've come in here and assaulted me. Do you know how easy it will be for me to go to your superiors?""Yes. And if you do that, I have a