”I don’t know what are you talking about!”

”Don’t fucking lie to me, Miranda!” Bette yelled, forcing the girl against the wall and taking the hold of her neck.

”Oh my God, Bette, I have no idea what are you talking about, I don’t know anything, I don’t know!” Miranda ranted before bursting into a sob. ”I don’t know, Bette, please…”

Helena walked up to help her partner. She propped herself on an elbow on the wall beside the blonde’s face. ”Where’s the drugs, Miranda?” She asked casually.

”What drugs?”

”Come on, you know what drugs…” Helena intonated and stroked girl’s parched lips. ”Stop testing our patience, cutie…”

Miranda hanged her head and shook it slowly, weeping convulsively. ”I don’t know…” She whispered.

Bette lost her temper, clasping Miranda’s hair from behind of her head, and hauled her down on the floor, making her stand on the knees.

”Bette, please, noo!!!” Miranda wailed.

Bette bend down to her. ”Why did you steal Mr. Simmons’s cocaine and where is it, Miranda! I give you the last chance to tell me everything right now, or your prays for the fucking mercy won’t play you any good!”

Miranda stared up miserably at the fury in Bette’s dark eyes and explained in a quivering small voice. ”Bette, I didn’t steal his cocaine. He snorted it with his pals and probably forgot about it after loosing his high. So he blamed me and beat me up”

Helena let out a twisted laugh. ”Huh, isn’t that cute? What a little pretty fibber you are, blondie”

Something clicked in Bette’s head, when Helena said her last word. It sounded almost sobering-up for Bette. As she gazed into Miranda’s pleading for justice eyes, she saw a flash of honesty behind them.

”It’s the truth, Bette… I don’t do drugs, you know this…” Miranda whispered, so only Bette could hear her.

”Fuck! Bette, bring it to a close already, she will not tell you anything reasonable tonight or ever. Let me finish with her” Helena stated, pulling a gun out of her pants.

Bette turned her head sharply in her partner’s direction. ”No”

Helena frowned. ”What do you mean no? Move, Bette”

”Guys, give me a minute. Leave the room”

Shane laughed, realizing, what their leader wants. ”You go girl, but quick. I want a drink” She said and came out the door, bumping into Marcus, who was standing on the lookout.