The tattooed woman hands Shane a pair of gloves.

Shane looks at her friends hands as she puts her gloves on and says, “Don’t you need a pair?”

The girl looks at Shane and then smiles,” No, I’m serious about my job so, I burn my prints off,” and disappeared into the dark window after pulling her mask down.

Shane lets out a slight chuckle knowing she called the right person for the job. Five minutes pass and then the back door opens and Jaycee motions for Shane to follow.

            “Alright, let’s go…Oh, and pull your mask down,”

Shane follows and pulls her mask down over her face as told.

            “Oh, one more thing, while were in here, don’t use our real names. You’ll be Mr. Black an ill be Mr. White, okay?”

Shane only nods. She’s been quiet for most of the time, only speaking when asked a question. It’s not that she’s scared of what’s about to take place and she’s not thinking about changing her mind, She’s just overzealous.

Jaycee leads Shane into the living rom. The room was dark, but you can still make out the silhouette of Sam’s unconscious body sprawled out in the center of the floor. Jaycee goes around making sure all doors are locked and the curtains closed as Shane takes in all of her surroundings.

            “Jesus, Jay, what did you do, bash her over the head with something?”

Jaycee comes back over to Shane chuckling, “No, I just used some chloroform; it’s easier to wake her up that way.”

After putting the chloroform back in her bag, Jaycee motions to three nearby chairs. “Since this is one of the few houses in LA with a basement, you take those chairs down there and I’ll bring her,”

Jaycee threw the lifeless body over her shoulder and headed down to the basement, followed closely behind by Shane, who was struggling with the bulky chairs. Shane sets the chairs down; one was in the middle of the room, the other two, a couple feet away facing it. The tattooed woman props Sam up on the chair and digs in her bag; grabbing a roll of bright green duct tape She tapes Sam’s wrists to the arms of the chair and her ankles to the legs of the Chair. Lastly, she wraps the tape across her Sam’s mouth, around her head and back across her mouth a few times to keep her from screaming.