Roxie had been out on the roof of the penthouse she shared with her boyfriend and her brother, carefully training with a sword that her father had passed down to her when she heard Alexander call out for her.

She set the sword down next to one of the many potted plants that littered the terrace and made her way inside, wipinig her throat and shoulders off with a towel.

"Hey," she said, placing a kiss on her brother's cheek before pouring herself water from an icy jug filled with sliced limes and pitted cherries. She took a sip, and then eyed her brother suspiciously. "Wait. Is everything okay? You're...is that a smile?"

Her eyes widened.

"What did you do to Joe?"