Helena jumped at Kit’s screaming. She let the broom slip from her hands and fall to the floor as she quickly made her way to the back."Kit, Kit are you alright?"

Helena took in Kit’s appearance, the older woman was shaking and holding tightly onto a sheet of paper. Her eyes moved around and landed on the package. Seeing the alcohol bottles raised eyebrows.

"What’s going on?"

Kit turned her head slightly, speaking in a low voice. She was still shaking more like, trembling.

"Someone was here, this wasn’t here when I closed up this morning." Helena walked behind her, helping her friend take her seat. She noticed the look of terror on her friend’s face and couldn’t help but worry either.

"Don’t you worry, we’ll get this all figured out. Maybe we should call the police…" Kit shook her head.

"It’s okay, we can just check out the video types." Kit forced a smile. She didn’t want to deal with the police, not after the way they acted towards her when they brought her in. Jenny’s death had nothing to do with her own scandalous past.

"Sure. Let’s do that."

The pair walked out of Kit’s office and went down the hall to the locked room. Helena took a deep breath as she placed the key in the lock. She shared a look with Kit before turning the lock. Once the door was unlocked, she pushed it open and they both took a step back.

"Look at us, we look like…."

"Like a pair of scared bitches?" Helena laughed at Kit’s choice of words.

"Not quite. I was going for a pair of teenagers in a over-dramatized television show. But you’re comparison is so much better.

Laughing at each other, they stepped into the room. Neither would admit it out loud but they were glad that when the lights were turned on, they saw nothing but their security equipment.

Helena touched multiple buttons on the keyboard which turned on the television screens along with looking back to earlier footage that was recorded.