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Shane pulls the emotional blonde into her arms before pulling away.
”It’s not your fault either Tina. She knew you wanted to be here, and if the roles were reversed you would have extended the same compassionate flexibility about her lateness that she did you. You couldn’t have known Candace would be here. You were anxious about Alice, but there’s no way you, or I, or anyone could have foreseen this. Alice betrayed us all Tina. This lays at her feet.”
”I just want to find her Shane – we need to find her. She’s probably so lost… hurt… scared. Now Shane, we need to find her now.”
Just then, Alice and Candace enter the office. Alice speaks – confidently.
”Why am I not surprised that Porter ran. She always runs when the truth is being revealed.”
Tina’s eyes turn black. Dropping her phone, she charges Alice, grabbing her by the neck and throwing her up against the wall. She pins her there by continuing her vice grip on her throat, Alice sputtering and gasping for breath. Candace folds her arms smirking.
”Well, I guess if Bette says she’s being abused by her girlfriend, then this time it will actually be true.”
Tina releases her hold on Alice, causing her to fall to the floor hyperventilating. Tina whips around and moves to the carpenter in two quick steps before punching her full force in the face. Candace stumbles back at the blow and when she looks up the cut under her eye from Tina’s ring is visible and bleeding. Shane pulls Tina back to try to de-escalate the situation.
“I know you’re bubbling over with rage, but now is not the time Tina. Bette’s only be gone for – at most – 15 minutes. We need to find her.”
“You’re right – lets split up – you look at The Planet and I’ll go to the house. I’m going to keep calling Bette and you should call Kit.”
Tina and Shane move toward the back exit when Alice begins speaking again.
“You know Tina, when I met Bette, she wouldn’t give me the time of day. She went around fucking any woman who looked her way and she deemed worthy before tossing them aside, but she never even looked twice at me – I wasn’t worthy. Well guess what, I’m attractive and I am worthy – I would have helped her, supported her, and treated her right – but Bette needs to feel worshipped. She’s so narcissistic. She ran today not only because the truth has finally come to light, but because she’s jealous that Candace can see what she couldn’t – I’m desirable!”