Different Circumstances, One Target.

Just a few minutes after Willow leaves the room, Danielle hears a loud knock on her door and she grunts.

At least, this person didn't just bang open the door like some sort of barbarian. "It's open, you can push your way in." She half yells, looking there to see who comes in. It's a man she hasn't seen before.

"Ma'am, I was asked to escort you to your new housing residence. Please give me the bags."

She's a bit surprised at the seemingly good natured man or is it because she has a job now and she's to be a versatile person that they can't lose, that's why they are now taking care of her? She doesn't ask her questions out loud and just hands over the medium sized suitcase that had contained all her things right from San Francisco.

He takes the bag from her exits the room, she walks closely behind him out of the tiny apartment room.

She's not going to miss the place.

She looks around as the car drives her to her mysterious new location that's supposed to be much better than the one she