Alice remained silent for a few seconds, wondering where exactly to go with this conversation. Her first instinct was to deny everything and somehow push the frantic brunette out the door, but deep down she knew that wasn’t really an option now.

Regardless of how little she actually knew, Dana already knew too much.

But Alice somehow managed to keep the most obvious, and most fatal option out of her head, and instead decided to try and reason with Dana.

"Dana you have to tell me exactly what you know and how you found out," Alice said slowly and calmly, not taking her eyes off Dana’s. "You have no idea how important it is that you tell me this."

"I have an idea," Dana replied curtly. "Believe me, I do. But right now we need to leave so could you please get your belongings together. I’m really not shitting you right now Alice. I’ll tell you everything but not here."

"Ok." Rather than stand there and argue, Alice walked into her room and grabbed what clothes she could find, a jacket, her wallet and some savings she had stashed in her wardrobe, a pocket knife and a small gun, four different passports including her real one, and some jewellery and photos which held sentimental value to her. She didn’t know whether to believe Dana or not, but Alice decided to take everything she needed just incase.

She walked back out to the living room to find Dana pacing the floor anxiously; "I’m ready when you are…"

"Let’s go." And without another word Dana and Alice made their way out of the hotel, and were half way through the park across the street when the bomb in Alice’s room went off.

"Fuck!" Alice screamed as she fell onto the ground in the park. She turned around to see a black, smoldering hole where her hotel room use to be. "I… my room. My things… everything I owned was in there!"

Dana faced the blonde who was now on her knees, tears streaming from her eyes as she tried to grasp the situation she was in. Dana wasn’t expecting tears from the assassin, but then again the situation was pretty grim.