Face to Face

The heavy cell door slid open, metal grinding against metal.

Inside, Victoria Quinn sat on a metal bench, hands cuffed to the table, her dark eyes flicking up lazily as Rina stepped inside.

A smirk tugged at her lips. "Captain Rina Hunter. To what do I owe the honor?"

Rina pulled out a chair and sat across from her, arms resting on the table. "I'm here to have a chit-chat."

Victoria tilted her head. "Chit-chat? With me? Now, that's interesting."

She leaned forward slightly, her chains rattling. "Tell me, Captain… what exactly do you want to talk about?"