1X1 Against All Odds & Hikaru Kurosaki

[Tossing Spades]

Foxx just snickered at the reporter, finishing her dinner and standing up. The same reporter then moved to Foxx, but just as the camera moved to show her face, panic crossed her face for a split second. Her head turned, and as she walked pass the camera, her finger pressed the POWER button. "I should get my things before I'm off." She sighed, strutting pass the people and making her way up to the room with Claude. Opening the door, she walked pass the table, where a single mail letter was placed with bold letters: CLAUDE DELONEY. Her eyes watched it as she walked pass it, but then disappeared into the room. The letter didn't look like it was good news. "I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to take a shower before I leave." Foxx announced to Claude, already changing out of the dress.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Claude walked into the room with a sigh, picking up the letter and opening it. He scanned the letter quietly, taking a seat in a random spot in the room. He nodded at her words, slamming his eyes shut. "Do you know what this letter's about?" He asked her, feeling frustrated. It was nothing but confusing, and the wine didn't help his comprehending skills one bit.

[Tossing Spades]

"I don't." Foxx replied, walking out in one of the white robes in the hotel room. "What's it say?" She asked, peering over and scanning her eyes over the paper.

Dear Mr. Deloney,
We are sorry to inform you your family business' bank account has been wiped clean. The people you have been partnering with have taken the money you've allowed them to handle in order to build on the land, and the land your corporation bought and fled the country. The money is gone alone with the scandal. Being in dept, you cannot extend your business and if you are not able to come up with the money to pay off the debt and expand, The Deloneys will be forced to shut down. We have been trying to trace the con, but no luck has struck.

-SEC

Foxx hummed a sigh, knowing she was capable of conning such a successful company like Claude's, but she never really needed or ever wanted the money. "Don't let that get out. The press will go crazy." Her edge came back, when she'd lost it from when they were at dinner, it was just an act. Wait. Foxx paused a moment. This was a perfect opportunity, and would save her a lot of time.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Claude actually thought it was a joke. Having sp much money within the past few hours and to har his bank account wiped out completely, it was traumatizing. He rubbed his forehead, knowing he'd have to get a job to pay off the debt. He groaned slightly. "I'd be stupid to let it get out, but it will eventually." He said, feelin too many emotions to count. Anger, Remorse, guilt, failure. It was too much to handle. "Do you think Foxx did it?" He asked, his eyes imediately darting to her.

[Tossing Spades]

"It doesn't have to." Foxx replied, glancing at him then back to the letter. "No." She quickly told him, flashing him a sharp look. "Foxx may cause you trouble - a lot of trouble but do you really think that she would steal all that money?" Foxx pointed out, figuring he'd say yes.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Claude was a bit confused at her reply. He nodded his head, feeling his blood boil. She was going to pay. "Yes. Why wouldn't she?" He snarled, glaring at the ground. He desperately needed support, an he knew that he wouldn't get his money back anytime soon. "If it's not her, who can it be?" He asked, already guessing the answer.

[Tossing Spades]

"Think about it." Foxx told him simply with a shrug. "She's the type of con that doesn't mind getting the credit. That letter says that they can't find who did it, when Foxx left her signature on the train last night." She started to the bathroom, and turned on the water. "This con was all about the money and nothing about the fun." She pointed out with her famous smirk, amber eyes narrowed at him in a cat-like way. Foxx knew that he had his suspicions high for her, and he was on her case, but she now had a secret that he couldn't let out to the press.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Claude nodded, realizing the girl definately had a point. He thought it was slightly ironic why she hadn't told hum her name, and claimed to be a crime investigator. It didn't make sense, considering she reminded him too much of Foxx. His eyes widened when he thought that he was right. He slowly crept to the kitchen, and took a butcher knife in his hand. He knew he would have to at lest attempt to get Foxx to speak the truth.

[Tossing Spades]

Stepping into the shower, she drenched her dark brown hair, the water making it appear a jet black color. The steam fell from the top of the shower and Foxx hummed a song quietly occasionally. Her clothes were folded on the counter and under it was her bag.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Everything suddenly fell into place. That's why she didn't hesitate to defend Foxx earlier. And, that only supported the idea of Fox being the con that stole his family's fortune. As soon she had the credit card number, which she could've gotten from nearly paying for the room, she cleaned him out. She even explained she was leaving first thing tomorrow. He smirked, slinking back onto the couch. He his the knife under the couch carefully and waited for her return.