Alex woke up feeling dizzy. She couldn't remember a thing. She looked around to check her surrounding. Through the blur, she could faintly see white walls, sleek modern furniture. Then, the person she saw sitting in front of her answered her question all too quickly. Amanda.
Alex's mind suddenly went into full panic mode. She looked down and saw restraints on her arms. She was completely strapped down to a chair. "Let me OUT of here, you BITCH!" she screamed at Amanda. Amanda's expression remained calm and smug. She chuckled. "Oh, Alex. Silly girl. Look what you've gotten yourself into now. You knew you shouldn't have been involved with Nikita." "WHERE IS SHE? Did you hurt her? I swear, if you did ANYTHING to Nikita I will drown you in your own blood!"
Amanda just sat there and smiled. She wanted to enjoy this moment while it lasted. The panic in Alex's eyes, the hurt, the anger. Finally, she opened her mouth. "Nikita's fine." She waited for Alex's sigh of relief to say, "But not for long. And guess who's going to be the one who kills her?" "I WARNED you!"
"It's you, Alex. You are going to kill Nikita."