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Name: James Miller
Age: 25
Personality: He his sly and trying to hide his feeling so he can get what he want. James is not a lazy back person and takes things at face vaule or wrost. He can be a hot head but he not alway that way. He smart and he know it and he will used every thing in his power to get what he wants.
Other: He is a thife and has many names he goes by the law knows him by Kid, Spike, Dodger & lastly Sir. Which he like the most because no one know his real name. James alway has a few powers. Those little is know about them to the law or other people.
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After a big job

Laid Back

Name: Eric Palmer
Age: 28
Personality: Strong, and stubborn, he likes to control every situation he can, and he holds great pride in what he does. Short tempered.
Other: Eric is used to getting whatever he wanted throughout his whole life and it wasn't a mystery that he grew interest towards being a bounty hunter, he now is at the top of his career without any of his prey escaping.

Eric -minus piercings

James smirked as he waited in line in a north west area bank. Casing the place he was looking around for weakness in the walls and systems. James was a master computer hacker and so he need to see things visionaly here as well. Jame was in a black pin stripped suit with a white shirt under it. The tie was a simple black tie with a camer hiding in the tie clip that was a stander gold clip. James looked like ever other bussincess man in the bank so he did not stand out at all. He also held on to his suit case with work papers and held in his other hand a depoisted slip.

Eric walked into the bank, today he looked like any average business man, but that wasn't his job. He was here to catch a certain thief by the name of 'Sir' and bring him to prison. Once he was inside he removed the sunglasses from his face giving the room a glance over for anything suspicious.

All he could see were men and women that looked simply like him, he tucked his sunglasses into his pocket. and looked at his watch, he had followed Sir to this exact location now he had to pick him out among a sea of innocent people. He thought it best to appear as if he were waiting for someone, maybe if he waited a second longer he'd catch something, anything.

James walked up the teller and smiled sweetly to the woman behind it lightly flirting with her. As he was making a depoit to the bank. He was not going to bank the place today but he was getting loads of data. He had flirt so much with the woman that she sliped him her cell number with his recpied. James winked to her. "I'll be in touch." He smirked and headed out of the bank like he was just a normal person making a tranaction. James started to walk down the street toying with the woman number between his finger tip smirking. His plan was working out perfectly so far.

Eric kept watching the room around him trying to not look suspicious in case someone noticed he wasn't simply waiting for someone. One thing he did notice out of the normal activity was a teller that was giggling frantically, although it was barely anything of a lead it was worth inspecting, the man did fit the description he had. Once he left the teller Eric walked up to her and spoke as quickly as he possibly could.

"Excuse me miss," he showed his badge, "Have you ever seen that man before-- is he a regular?" From the transaction he saw it seemed like this should be his home bank, and if it wasn't then that could most likely be his man.

The teller still had red in her cheeks from the encounter, "No, I don't think so... but my was he handsome." Eric didn't have time for this he sped out of the bank without even thanking the teller for the answer.

He spotted the pinstripe jacket moving down the street, Eric now slowed his walking trying to not draw attention to himself. Now he had to figure out how he was going to stop him, and speak to him, and more importantly slap some cuffs across his wrists. He decided to follow him further and see where he was going, maybe that'd give him something to work with.

James enter in to a fancey type night club that was closed at this time of the day. James was the new owner of it and had set it up that way to have a good cover while he was in town. There were the bar tenders and waitess cleaning up the place form the night before. The bouncers were not their yet. James smirked at all the people working hard for him. "Chop chop we are going be open in a few hours this place needs to be very clean for tonight we will have a specail guest we will need to impress." With that James grabbed a rag and started to help his workers. James would play the part well enough until he had to make his get away he was good at white collars crimes and he had tons of back up plans jsut incase one fails.

Eric followed the pinstriped jacket down the street and around the corner, suddenly the man in front of him turned into a night club that wasn't open. This made him wonder, it would make a good cover for the criminal he was following he stayed back a minute or two so it wasn't so obvious. It gave him a second to consider what he should pretend to be to get himself one on one with this guy, surely there were other workers in there. The most obvious position would be approaching the manager.

After some time he poked his head in to find workers cleaning, he recognized the pinstripe jacket helping clean, but instead of acting like he'd seen him before he asked curiously, "I'm looking for the manager of this club?"

James smirked looking down at the table. His guest was eariler then he thought but that was no problem he was ready for this. James slowly turned aroudn with a small smile on his face. "I am him how may I help you. The club is not open yet." He Smiled. "Maybe you should come back later to night it will be a treat that for sure." Jame waited to see what the man was going to do this game of his was getting inestering to say the less for him.

"Actually," Eric said moving closer to the said owner, who just happened to be his suspect of choice, this was falling all to well into his hands, "I was hoping to talk some business." he cleared his throat, he carried a briefcase with him which seemed legitimate from the outside, but he was sure he wouldn't open it anyway. "Do you have a minute... privately?" he asked raising an eyebrow, surely this would be a good cover.

"I have to much to do before the opening tonight. Come back later Then we can talk but I am way to busy to deal with other right now." James said before he started cleaning once again looking to the person. He was actually like a very busy manger and playing the part fairly way. He ignor the man for a while cleaning then turn to the man and acted surisped the man was still there. "Your still here.... I told you I'm way to busy for this now come back later tonight or call my office and my sec with set up appointment. This really is to soon to expect me to drop everything I am doing to talk shop or bussincess with you."

"Please sir," he said playing the poor business man card, who only would need so much of his time, that really wasn't anything, "All I need is a minute, we can finalize things later I just..." Eric acted well, he now put his hands to his head, "I really need this." his eyes pleaded. Surely this would give him an in, yes he was a criminal, but that didn't mean he didn't have compassion for the common man. "If I don't at least talk to you... I'll most likely be fired, or worse..." he shook his head, "I shouldn't even have come." he pretended to turn to walk out the door.

James did not fall for it. "I said later and that final." He kept cleaning and working on the club. James smiled to him self this mn was good but a con artist know when some one trying to fool him. James order a few more of the helpers around to clean. He was working hard while keeping an eye on the person near him who was now walking a way.

Eric had enough of these silly games they were playing, he was here to do his job not fool around. He turned around swiftly and within a second he had the guy in the pinstripe jacket by the collar, "I'm not here to talk," he said through gritted teeth, he slammed him into the wall. "So cut the crap, and shut your mouth, you have a date with prison." He forced him to turn around and he held him to the wall with the backside of his arm while he pulled out his cuffs and slapped them on his wrists.

James just smirked. "I would let me go if you know what good for you sir." He was not fighting getting the cuffs on him. "I'll be out of jail in a matter of secdons because I have done nothing right. What do you think I have done. I simplely own a chain of night clubs around the country." He smirked knowing full well his alaby would whole up to get him out of jail with not even a warning. "If you let me go i won't press charges ageist you for traspassing." He try his head to wink to the cop.

"Right, that's what they all say." Eric said forcefully pushing him outside the club with a smirk on his face, "Afternoon all!" he called to the rest of the crew inside. He really disliked this guy already, he was cocky and didn't really care what was coming to him, but he wouldn't be getting out of this so easy.

"I'd like to see you press charges," he continued to harshly shove him down the street in his custody, "And don't act dumb with me, it really does get boring after awhile, its no mystery as to what you do." Eric hated when they pretended they never did anything, to him criminals should pay for their crimes, and just deal with the fact that they were caught.

"Very well you will be heairng from my lawers soon." He turned to his team and smirked as he was being lead outside of the club. "Don't worry I'll be back before tonight. This will not hold water you can even say what I have done and do not have any prove I did. Whcih I do not know what you are even charging me with. So This is bull and I will be able to press charges." James know what he was doing he wink to one of his crew just before he was out side.

His crew mate got on the phone quickly with James's lawer he know what to do if his boss was ever in trouble. The lawer was a specailest in getting crimals off the hook even with contreted edivced agiest them. The crew was explaining what he saw. "Some cop busted in her pertending to be a bussincess man who would get introuble if he did speak with James alone. When James didn't buy it the cop turn and slam him down and cuffed and took him out."

The Lawer smirked on the other end. "It he now? The cop didn't do any thing else? You know what I mean?"

"Yes I know what you mean and no he didn't" The crew man said

"Perfect. This will be easier then I thought to get him off the hook." The lawer grinned.

"You know I'd appreciate it if you shut the hell up." Eric said no longer caring about what he had to say, he had direct orders to not take him downtown to the police station quite yet. Eric had the ability to question to him, and his boss wanted him to take full advantage, if he could more evidence then there'd be no problem holding in jail. But Eric knew the lawyer that was his, and he would do his best to keep this criminal out of jail.

"We're going for a ride." he said gruffly shoving him into the passenger seat of the vehicle, he was sure to handcuff his foot and hands to the door so he wouldn't have any issues. Eric then swung around the other side and got in starting the car with a grin on his face, he loved it when he had the upper hand.

James followed along keeping his mouth shut and just smirking. He wonder where this was going to lead and know his lawer would ahve he out of jail the minute he got to the station so he was just going along for the ride. James looked out side of the window at the people walking by.

Eric held an equally sly smirk on his face, because this guy had no idea what was coming to him, he took off down the street, and turned a corner, he figured he'd play a little trick. He drove the normal route to the station, without any side tracks, and once they had finally came to the street the station was on, he turned quickly, in the opposite direction. He laughed in his head at how stupid this guy must be to think that he didn't know who his lawyer was, or what he actually as up to.

James turned and looked to the driver then turn to look back out of the windown. He was not sure what this cop game was but he would play it. Those His lawer would be arriveing at station with in 30mins if James was not back there he would raise hell. Jame just light tugged at his cuff seeing how tough they really were.

Eric looked over to see the criminal slightly surprised but not entirely, whatever the situation he would make him tell him something, anything that he could hold against him in court. Right now the only thing he could do to stop him from being set free was to take him to a hotel room, and keep him in there for as long as he could while his buddies covered his tracks, he would break him he was certain of that.

They had pulled up to crappy motel, of which he already had the key to the room. Eric swung out the side of the car and unlocked all the cuffs except the ones on his victims wrists. He placed his hand at the scruff of his neck and dragged him off into the room, when they were inside he threw him against the wall and let him go, making sure to not only lock but barricade the door.

He had a sly grin on his face as he kneeled down next to his prisoner, "Do you think you're hot shot lawyer's going to look for you here?"

James was toss in to the wall to his surspise but he went along with it. He lsiten to the cop with a smirkt on his face."You know any info you get out of this will just be through out in court just Fyi" He smirked. "If there was any info for you." He watched the cop as he kneel. "This will just give my lawer more ammo. He won't ahve to look for me here."

"But who will believe you?" He said slamming his hand against the wall besides his prisoners face, "No one cares, and no one can prove I did anything, you forget the law is on my side and not yours." He picked him up off the ground and threw him onto the bed.

At which point Eric sat in a chair across from it, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, "This can take as long as you want it to take." he leaned back with a chuckle. This was the part he enjoyed most about his job, and this guy didn't even put up a fight which only made it easier.