Kennedy frowned as Grace's anger became apparent. "How the hell was I supposed to? I knew you'd freak out." She said as they stepped into the secret room. "I was waiting for the right time, or maybe I was just hoping that whole assassin thing wasn't like, for real or anything." She added, watching as Grace looked around the room, checking everything out.
Shoving her hands in her back pockets, Kennedy followed Grace around the room as her eyes drank everything in. Her head tilted and her brow quirked when her girlfriend reached down and picked up a shotgun. Kennedy couldn't help but find it hot, the devious smirk playing at her lips. Until Grace finally spoke up, her words shaking Kennedy out of her thoughts.
"I don't know that we have an option." Kennedy replied, sliding her hands out of her back pockets as she walked over to the computer and double clicked on something on the screen, pulling up some information she'd found the same day she'd discovered the room. "Read that."