Claire Renford

Claire is quiet in the back of the limousine. She gazes out the window, watching the street lights go by in a soft blur. With a weary sigh, heavy from the day's events, her eyes drift back into the car and catch on the rearview mirror. She meets your eyes as you look from the driver's seat. A soft smile reaches her lips, the one that usually sits there in the quiet moments when you're alone together. The one you've never been able to fully read. "Change of plan for tonight." She says softly with a silky purr. "Take me to the Queenbridge Hotel. I'm in the mood to relax."