[h3][color=6ecff6]Reika Saigyo[/color][/h3]

Reika's make-up was smeared and her hair was tied up into a frazzled bun. Her tea set was almost empty, and she downed the liquid like it was life saving medicine, only today it didn't seem to help. There were bags under her eyes- she hadn't slept. Rachel was dead. She was the rat, right? Who was left? Leonardo was gone, too. Sweat gathered on her brow and as she went to dab it off she realized her hands were shaking.

[color=6ecff6]"You fucking rat."[/color] She cursed, grinding her teeth. [color=6ecff6]"Which one of you is it?" [/color]She glared between Lucia and Alice. [color=6ecff6]"I know it's one of you."[/color] She glanced over at Vinnie. She placed the tea up to her lips and gulped it down. It tasted bitter. It tasted like nothing! Screaming, she threw the porcelain cup across the room and exploded to her feet. Reaching into her jacket she pulled out a beretta and leveled it at Lucia and Alice. She focused on Alice.

[color=6ecff6]"It was you, wasn't it!? It always was you! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you!" [/color] Her hands were shaking and there was a wild look in her eye. 

[color=6ecff6]"Do you know how long I worked for this!? My father died for this! [i]For me![/i] You fucking rat!"[/color] There was one thing holding her back. Alice might not be the rat. If Reika fired and was wrong, she would be dead. She quickly pointed it back at Lucia, and then back to Alice. Glancing over her shoulder at Vinnie she tried to gauge his reaction. Was he going to surrender? She focused her eyes back on the women on the other side of the table.