Chapter 53. Finding the Facts

Ash's POV

I turn round slowly, my heart beat strangely beating in-synch with every turn I make. 

The first thing I notice is a young woman who can't be more than seventeen. I register the look of shock on her face before I'm taking in the rest of her features at a glance. She has long green hair that looks mussed up from probably a night of debauchery, blue eyes that are presently staring at me from half-closed lids, and blood red shimmery lips, like she just sucked on something wet. I glance down at the short, tight leather dress she's got on and the kitten heels in her hand before looking back up at her face.

"Looks like you're the one doing the breaking and entering." I say, affecting a bored tone.

Her eyes widen and she flicks her eyes up and down the length of my body appreciatively, before moving closer to me. "The difference between you and me is that this is my house, not yours. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call the po