“Shane McCutcheon—age twenty-seven. She was tossed from foster home from foster home since the age of five. She used to live on the streets and to survive, she sold her body.” Dana read over Shane’s file. “She got herself off the street and put into a shelter, but she began to get in trouble with the law; burglary, assault, harassment and spent a couple months in juvie for getting caught with a couple of bags of cannabis.” She sighed. “Then all of a sudden, she disappeared off the face of this earth. No one has seen her since that whole murder trial.”

“You think she went into hiding?”

Dana shook her head. “I don’t know, but it has anything about how she knew Stephen or how did she get involved in this.” She closed the folder and got up from her desk.

“Where are you going?” Dana grabbed her jacket.

“I’m going back to Alice’s house, maybe they left something behind.”

“They didn’t leave anything behind. We searched the house up and down.”

“I know, but I want to check it out myself.” Dana walked out of her office.

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          Shane removed the cloth from over Candace’s head. Candace began to groan and shook her head. She was still drowsy after that shot to the neck by Shane earlier that day. She was on her knees with her hands tied behind her back. She tasted blood in her mouth and spitted out the liquid.

“You don’t look so good Candy,” Bette’s voice went throughout the room.

Candace winced and slowly brought her head up. “Who is that?” Bette came forward into the light. She smiled down at Candace. “What the fuck is this?”

“Are you surprise to see me?” Candace began to move, but didn’t get far. “You’re not going anywhere my dear.” Bette stood with her arms behind her back as Shane walked past her and stood behind her.

“What have I done to deserve this?”

“Well—,” Bette took another step towards Candace. “Do you know a young girl by the name of Angelica?”

“Who?” Candace shook her head. “I don’t know who you’re talking about.”

“Ohh don’t play fuckin’ dumb with me?”  Bette pulled her arm in front of her with a gun in hand. “Do you know a girl by the name of Angelica?” Her voice bellowed throughout the room. The tears strewn down Candace’s cheeks as Bette intimated her with a gun.