The one thing her master taught her about being an arsonist was to be intelligent. If any job was risky, the best thing to do was to burn all the evidence, then frame somebody else.

It had been quite easy to fill the pipes with gasoline. Money talks, and the plumbers who did the job didn’t even know where the money was coming from, they just knew it was enough money to get them out of debt for a long time.

The fact that the arsonist had a lot of money hidden away did help her case with the person she was planning on framing.

She walked into the security room where there was a guard watching over the cameras.

"Hey," she said in a small voice, "can you help me carry something it’s too heavy."

The guard smiled kindly and said, "sure thing."

As he walked past her, the arsonist brought the steel pipe hard to the back of his head. He went down like a log. She smirked and dragged him into the room with much effort. She took out her small canteen of gasoline and poured it all over him and the machines. She lit the machines first with a match, then used a match on the security guard. She was slightly disappointed that in his unconscious state he would die painlessly, but she shrugged it off and walked over to a panel where she would have access to the pipes because it was right behind a bathroom.

She threw a match in and watched the gasoline igniting instantly. She smirked as she watched the screens and guard completely aflame.

She hurried to the back door seeing the smoke seeping through the ceilings. She stepped out of the hospital just as the ceiling caught on fire and the fire alarms sounded.

She turned around and left the inflammable "Philly arsonist" card then walked away from the hospital which was catching flames fast. She heard the sirens of the firetrucks and police, and she knew there was mayhem occurring in between the sterile walls.

She dug in her pocket and picked out the business card of the person she was going to frame. She smirked and dropped it on the floor along with a fake trail that indicated that the person had run away from the scene.

She quickly ran away from the scene and hid behind a neighboring building as a group of firefighters rushed in through the back door to help people out.

"Hurry boys, get everyone out, especially the ICU people!" Tim yelled, "bring another hose back here! We need to stop the fire before it gets out of control!"

"Tim!" One of the firefighters who was about to run yelled holding up the Philly arsonist card.

"Fuck! That bastard is burning up hospitals too! Fuck!" Tim screamed, "call Captain Williams!"

He kicked the floor in his anger and saw a small paper fly up. He bent down and picked it up and a smile filled his face.

"Kevin!" He called.

A young police officer ran to him and said, "we’re already on it Tim. My men are suiting up and they will help get people out."

"No, this is the work of the Philly arsonist and I think I got her," Tim said handing him the card, "I think you should make the arrest."

Kevin’s eyes widened and his face set in determination. He grabbed his walkie talkie and said, "Wallace send out an officer for an arrest."

"Arrest sir?" Wallace asked.

"Yes the Philly Arsonist," Kevin said, "her name is Helena Peabody."