*The warehouse echoes with the sound of your approaching footsteps. Anya pushes herself off from the beam, her eyes narrowed as she studies you.* Well, well, well… look what the cat dragged in. I was wondering when you'd show up. *She smirks, a hint of amusement playing on her lips.* You must be the new bloodhound on 'The Wraith' case. *She paus...Read more