Ruby

I glare at David standing in the doorway of my office with a big grin on his face. Layton is standing behind him looking bored as fuck. He is something else to look at though. He is roughly the same size as Ramsey but with pitch black hair and blue eyes that are practically luminous. Contacts? Nah. He doesn’t appear to be the vain type. I can see most of him around David’s slim frame and he is dressed in jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt with some kind of emblem blazoned onto the front, along with a black leather jacket. If he told me now he drives a motorbike, I wouldn’t be surprised.