Max Payne Half Moon Motel Chapter One I gave myself a few seconds to get into her skin. Something about her was suspicious, but she was send alone to L.A. to solve other peopleÂ´s mysteries. Just like I was. Lesser mens crimes. She was as lost and expandable as I was. A sister in her lack of connection to this world. And the only ally I might get. I wonder who she works for. Her accent is not from L.A., so much for sure. A brit, probably. Russians are my nationality to hate, this year. They worked hard to get that spot. So, I figure I do not suspect her of being a liar, because she is from a smaller island. We all are living on our own, after all. Only able to go to the shores, but never to pass the oceans. Lonely, in our self chosen isolation. What she has to offer is considerable, though. Out of the city and to safety is a lot, right now. First I have questions for that girl, though. How had I returned to this point? And when? Questionable alliances with strange females, a simple goal and no simple way to reach it. An army between me and salvation. And warehouses full of body bags to fill. "No. I do not know where she is. But I know where the next piece of the puzzle is." I say and smile at her. Not an warm or encouraging smile. Just what I can manage. "Wanna give me a ride?" I ask and pass her, on my way down. Time is running out for Nadja. Or whatever her true name is. Tag: Sith-I-5 ooc: A bond girl, and Max Payne. What an unlikely team-up, actually.