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Out of anyone it could have been, why was it her?

This was the question Liz kept on asking herself. As a prominent gang leader and one of the most respected women in all of Stilwater and Steelport, she had no time for romance. It was never something she had excelled in when she was younger; men were always too intimidated. Maybe it was also because she seemed to always treat every man she met as her best friend. Whether it was just a fling or a serious relationship, most males abused her for her power, money or sex appeal.

Because of this, every boyfriend Liz had ever had has always been mysteriously killed. Of course, none of this was because of something she did.

The tall redhead wasn't upset about her misfortune. She had always been the independent type. Or, at least that's what she constantly told herself. Even if she wanted to be in a relationship, it was nearly impossible. There was no time, and with the position she was in, it couldn't be done.

However, Liz had been doing some thinking lately, and the same question kept on popping up in her head: If men didn't have time for her, what about girls? She had never really experimented with the same sex when she was younger.

After contemplating this for days, she thought of the one female she had ever had feelings for. Her name was Kinzie Kensington, and she just happened to be the Saints' number one hacker, as well as the best hacker in all of Steelport. She was obviously good at her job, but she was even better at being a recluse. Kinzie possessed flaming scarlet hair that was similar to Liz's own, except it was straight and constantly pulled back into a messy bun. She was unstoppable behind her computer screen in her FBI jacket and torn jeans, which was one of the reasons why Liz found her absolutely irresistible.

She grumbled silently to herself. She had never thought of a girl as hot before, except maybe Shaundi. Not even Viola DeWynter appealed to her ever demanding tastes. And, of all the people she had set her eyes upon, she constantly wondered why it was Kinzie. Was it her quirky habits or her scarred past as an outcasted FBI agent? Was it the messiness of her hair or the simplicity of her outfit? It was some sort of presence that that younger girl had that made Liz shiver every time she saw her.

Before she could be left to fantasize, a loud knock came upon Liz's door as a familiar face entered. In her signature black boots, Shaundi marched into the room with a smirk on her face.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked as she pulled a cigarette from her lips. The end now had a bright pink stain on it from her lipstick.

"Sh*t." Liz replied promptly. Shaundi had no business knowing about what she thought about Kinzie. It would make things even worse between her and the young hacker, anyway. They hated each other, and if Shaundi figured out that Kinzie had won her boss's affection, she would be livid.

"Does this mean you're not up for one of your interesting plans?" she asked nonchalantly while sitting down next to the redhead. "I'm up for robbing Friendly Fire. They gave me the wrong ammo while I wasn't looking."

"Mhm…" the other woman replied. Almost instantly, Shaundi realized something was wrong. The Boss was never like this. Even if it was something as simple as robbing a store, she was always up for it, and she always had a twist she could put on it. It usually had to do with killing twice as many people as necessary or bringing in a more exotic weapon like a chainsaw.

"What's up…?" the brunette asked awkwardly. Liz had never been like this before, and she had no idea what she could do to make it any better.

"'M tired…that's all…" Liz mumbled back to her. Both of them knew that was a flat out lie; Liz spent countless nights out on the streets before even coming back to the Saints' Headquarters to crash. Shaundi glared at her boss, which was a rare occurrence.

"You'd better tell me who or what that's been f*ckin' with you, Boss." she said with a small hiss in her voice. With a sigh, Liz sat up and brushed off her worn leather jacket and stood up from her bed.

"Why are you sitting there? Don't we have a gun store to rob?" the ginger said with a newfound energy. Shaundi smiled deviously back at her.

"Hell yeah we do!"

The two strode out the door and got into Liz's pearlescent Temptress and drove off into Steelport. Little did they know the misfortunes they would have soon…