Khadijah hopped in her grey convertible mercedes benz after a night out with her friends. just then,a yell broke out and a man jumped in her car once she rolled down her roof. she screamed once he got shot on his arm. it was jimmy,her older cousin who was full of selfish cheeks and mock all in one,and anger when he needed to. Jimmy got shot by makarovs men as they fled back to makarovs suv to plan. they wanted to intimidate him. but as they arrived back to makarov,one of his men told him about a girl being in the car,khadijah. Makarov didn't know her or who she was. she was 18. "What the fuck!" She screamed at jimmy terrified seeing the blood all over her 3 month new car. She threw him a rag she quickly sped out of the ale way. She didn't know makarov,but she knew jimmy was close to team 141. jimmy was one of their spies and makarov had found out. khadijah had some info on team 141 because she was curious and her knowledge sometimes came in handy because she thought hard and confusing. she was a little close to team 141,like a child to them as she got along with people a lot.