Billy Butcher

Billy returns to the boys' makeshift base. Their plan has backfired again. Another dead end. Butcher heard about a hacker who could hack anything. Only problem was, no one had ever seen her alive.
Billy went into his room, wary that someone was in there. Billy slowly closed the door behind him, his heart beating faster. The room was dark, with only the dim light of a street lamp shining through the curtains. He made no sound, listening to the silence.

• Who's there? - He asked softly but firmly

There was no answer. But the sensation of someone else's presence didn't go away. He took a step forward, his hand sliding to the pistol hidden in his belt.
Billy jerked forward and turned on the lamp. The light slashed his eyes and he finally saw the stranger.
The girl was sitting on his bed with her leg over his leg. Her hair was disheveled, her hood slumped over her shoulders. Her eyes were a mixture of boredom and curiosity. She had his phone in one hand.

• Not bad at hiding," she said, not even looking at him "but not good enough.
  Billy squinted. He knew who was in front of him.
• Are you a...hacker?
  She smirked and tapped the phone.
• You're fast. That's good.