Introducing Miss Penny Hargrove (Patreon)

With skin as soft as silk, and hair that drapes delicately around her breasts, you wouldn’t imagine her to be a cold hearted killer. Its almost disappointing that the only way to get close to her is when she unexpectedly clutches your throat or presses her gun to your back. Reminding you that your life isnt as important to her as you so dearly hoped for. To Penny anyone other then herself is a nobody, you could almost hate her for her lack of empathy, her ice cold heart, but you just cannot bring yourself to feel such a way. A feeling that eats away at you, that leaves you refilling your glass, examining the notes you have taken and the documents you have collected. Spending most your nights inebriated, sunken in a chair,  in a dim lit room, tiptoeing around 2am,  desperately trying to figure her out, or better…hunt her down

Everywhere she goes is painted in silence, a quietness that only compliments the sharp click of her heels. Igniting all of your senses brought on by both fear and excitement. An almost shameful effect she has on you.  Oh how tragic you must feel realising you couldn’t be the one to tame her, or hold her. Perhaps being the one to warm her heart and get her out of her mind. A place where even the bravest did not survive. it was never meant to be you though, so you must pay the ultimate price for failing her. A test that was never really put in place but one that she takes alot of pleasure in marking you down. 

You should never have come here.