Shane leaned against the railing of the stairs as she waited for the arrivals gate to open. A flood of people swarmed over the place as Jenny slowly emerged from the crowd and made her way over. Shane greeted her friend and gave her a hug as she picked up her suitcase and made their way down to baggage claim. Jenny’s coat which had been clinging tightly to her in New York, drapped now over one arm as the warmer LA weather greeted her home.

“Have you seen the news?” Jenny asked as they watched multicolored bags go round and round. Shane shook her head. Dana had told her when she had walked in with her laptop at the planet. Carmen and her had been meeting for coffee at there when Dana had approached them.

“How’s your friend, Shane?” Dana had asked her as she sat down with them. Shane shrugged. She still hadn’t seen Will and it was nearing lunch. Surely she would of come in by now.

“I haven’t seen her,” Shane responded shrugging. Carmen rolled her eyes and took another sip of coffee. Dana opened her lap top and swung it around to face them.

“I found this online when I was checking out my fansite,” Dana had grinned slightly but returned a more solemn look as she continued. “It’s all over the net. They say she was murdered and someone at the Carvington’s place did it,” Dana explained. Shane poured over the article the New York Times named “Posioned Peabody” with Carmen reading quickly over her shoulder. “And no one knows where Will is,” Dana went on.

“What do you mean by that,” Shane snapped shooting a look at Dana. Dana stumbled.

“Well, just, someone’s posioned and now they can’t find her. It looks kind of bad and all,” Dana fumbled explaining. Shane laughed disgusted.

“Will is not a murder,” she protested and stood up from the table. Carmen continued reading the article.

“It says that the whole Carvington family is under investigation along with Helena and a few other friends of the family,” Carmen spoke softly. Shane’s brow furrowed.

“She’s NOT a murder,” Shane protested again. Carmen put her cup down and looked up at Shane.

“I didn’t say she was, Shane,” Carmen responded softly as Shane had bolted for the door. She had to find Will. It ran through her mind again and again. She heard a honk and realised she was in the street and walked back on to the side walk. Carmen came running after her. “Shane, it’s ok. We’ll find her, ok?” Carmen told her, Shane’s face red with anger and confusion. It was then Shane’s mobile rang and Jenny asked her to pick her up.