“What makes you hard to get?” She asked her, looking back a her. “how about you tell me about yourself?” she did not mind getting to know the young girl.
Robin limited to smile and then took a sip of her drink. “Well, what can I say?” she started, looking at the ceiling for a second. “I’m twenty-five. And I'm a cop” she explained briefly. “And you? What do you do for a living?








