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I feel my hand been pulled from behind. I am trembling in fear. Ryan's green eyes hold my stare as I disappear into the crowd.

"What is going on?" Kelly asks

I am still perplexed, Ryan's mother is dead. When I see the blood on my hands I get more confused. I just got here just like everyone, then I remember the only person I have been in contact with.

"Quinn," I say, pulling Kelly with me towards the storage room where I left him. As I push the door to open, I am met with emptiness, he is nowhere to be found.

"Wait," Kelly shakes her head, "You were with Quinn Nickel?" Her tone is full of judgement.

"Long Story." I say pulling out my cellphone.

Dang it! I don't have his number. We move to the door to see what is happening.

"The police are here," Kelly points at the two uniformed men and one in casual wear.

I look down at my hands, the blood isn't a lot but doesn't go unnoticed. I start to walk towards the washroom.

"Don't do that" Kelly warns.

"It is blood, it makes me look guilty." I state.

"And cleaning it will make you look more innocent?" she sarcastically asks.

I sigh just as the uniformed police walks up to us. He is athletic with a towering height. He halts infornt of me and gives me a beady eye glare.

"Are you Cara Black?" He is direct.

I nod.

"Is that human blood on your hands?" He asks again.

I nod again.

He gestures to a team of Csi as they start to collect samples and picture are taken.

"Shouldn't pall of this be done at the station?" Kelly asks.

"yes miss," He is brief.

Another fear takes over, what if my identity truly comes out in all of this mix.

"We need you to come with us to the police station for your statement." The man instructs.

"I will get Jack," Kelly offer and disappears. I had forgotten about him.

Just as soon as the man who was questioning me turns around, a group of drunk boys walk past him stumbling on him.

"Privileged adult children with daddies money to waste." He states in disgust.

I follow him as most of my classmates watch me, I am unable to form a straight line of thought that I can dedicate my focus on.

I shouldn't have come here. I should have learned from my first mistake the first time I revealed who I was to my father's acquitance. He ended up dead and some men shooting at me. That was three weeks after my mother's burial. Now, history has repeated itself.

"Cara..." I find Jack with Kelly outside. "What happened?" He asks.

"I am sorry the day had to take such a drastic turn" I apologize. The police walk past me.

"You only have five minutes." The police states. Why do I feel like I am under arrest?

"I don't understand." Jack says.

I gaze at him and realize there's something I shouldn't have done. Allow him into my life, it all messy now and he is the opposite of that. He is normal. People like me can't have that, it is selfish to even want it.

"I am sorry I have to do this now, but we have to break up. I don't want to ever see you again." The words are painful to say them, I am pushing away my saving grace.

"Wow, this must be the world's shortest relationship to ever exist, we have been together for only three hours." He moves his leg.

"I am sorry."

"I thought you were different from all these spoilt Primetom Kids but you are just the same and you know what? you deserve whatever comes to you." He storms aways towards his soccer mum van. Some kids laugh at it as he drives away.

I am terrible.

Kelly accompanies me to the station. We find Ryan and his father. I walk towards him. He lifts his head to turn to me. He is breathing fire, however beneath this you can see his vulnerability and sadness.

"I didn't do it and I don't know why you would accuse me of such atrocity."

He sighs and rubs his nose, "For starters, you have blood on you and my mother's dying words were your name. Is that coincidence enough?"

Each second I get more guilty.

He walks in the interrogation room with his father.

"Cara," I hear my name being called out. It is the police in casual clothes.

"I am detective Conan, care to join me in the next room? "

Kelly blows a kiss at me as I walk out of her sight.

It doesn't take long for me to answer all the question and give my whereabouts. I find Kelly still waiting, she has already ordered a Uber for us. She offer to stay with me for the night something I am grateful for. As my next worry shifts to my internship at Copper Towers.

*****

Two days after the incident rush by. I have arrive at LA Cooper Hotel an hour early, it is my first day at LA Cooper Towers. I am anxious as I wonder if they will still want to work with a murder suspect.

"I am going to miss you." Kelly says as she wrap a velvet cake my workmates at LA Cooper Hotel made as my farewell. I wonder if my new workmates at the Towers will be this hospitable.

"I will just be few meters away." I state.

"Don't forget us from up there." She points at the country's tallest Towers.

"How can I?" I take my cake as I prepare to leave. I hug my workmates as they wish me well. I can't believe I got attached to them, I will miss them dearly.

*****
Kelly can hardly let go of my arm.

"I can't believe today I will be all alone."

"You will survive." I assure her.

She rubs her temple before turning to me.

"So how are you coping after everything?"

"I am just waiting for anything to happen from bad to worst." I say.

I focus on the building ahead of me. I can't still believe I am going to actually work there. Growing up I always thought of myself as the blacksheep of the family that would rebel and want nothing to do with the family legacy. Well life has a way of surprising us, here I am fighting for that legacy.

I brought back to reality when Kelly taps me and points at something.

"Is that who I think it is?" it is more of a rhetorical question.

I glare the Red Lamborghini that is being parked in front of the Towers.

Quinn alights in his glory. He is in a suit.

What is he doing here?