[center][h1][color=7ea7d8]Lydia Weaver[/color][/h1]
[hr]Location: Outside of the Cafe[/center][hr]

[color=7ea7d8]"Damn it!"[/color] she said, as she juggled the little kitten in her arms, stopping herself from dropping him. Her leg was hurting, and as she looked down at it, she saw the blood. She could feel the blood trickling down her leg, and it hurt a lot. Feral cats were not something you wanted to mess with clearly, and she watched it bolt away after clawing her. Lydia looked down on the ground, thinking to at least see what it was that she got clawed over.

She picked up the envelope, and turned it around in her hands. Even though she hadn't really seen him personally, she recognized the name of the mayor written on it. Lydia also knew that the guy was dead, and was trying to decide on what to do with it. If she gave it to the police, she probably wouldn't know what was written in it since she doubted Jenna or anyone would tell her. If she kept it, she could get in a lot of trouble if it was found in her possession. Since she did not like the prospect of jail time, she decided that she should hand it over to the police. Lydia didn't even notice that Andrew was there.