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Alice eyed Reika coolly, eyed the gun pointed, point blank, right between her eyes.  She’d been on Reika’s end enough times to know how it would end - squeeze, bang, splat, and the only thing left would be one hell of a mess to clean up afterwards. 

Her phone buzzed in her bag. She ignored it. Continued to stare Reika down from behind the heavy layers of makeup hiding the even heavier bags beneath her eyes. Leo was dead, and ‘innocent’. Rachel as well. Two. There’d been two. 

 Of course. Of course it came down to this. Ever since meeting her, she and Reika had been at each other’s throats. It made sense that now, at the end, it was the two of them. The past few days.. she’d kept the other woman safe. A word in the ear of the right person, a promise of a well timed look, and Reika’s various crimes had been hidden from the sight of any who thought to look. 

 Selfish, really. If Reika went down, all eyes would’ve gone straight to her. Not that it did much good now. 

 In the end, it was just the two of them. 

 She stared down the barrel of Reika’s gun. She swallowed, maybe… “Reika. Listen. It’s not me.” she glanced, just for a moment, at Lucia and Vinnie, “We need to leave. Now.” she said quietly, eyes cold as ever, “It must be one of them.”