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"Easy, Miss!"

Jamie looked up, forcing himself back to reality. Only now did he remember the scream – it couldn't have come from Noble, not with a bullet in his head. His glance followed the way of Eddie's gun, pointed directly at the shaking figure, standing as far away from the corpse as possible, but unable to look away from him.
All the relief disappeared in another rush of emotion, stronger than anything else: guilt. Quickly, Jamie stood up. Motioning Eddie to put the gun down he made a step towards the woman.

"Hey, Bianca. I'm so sorry."

The beautiful young woman didn't react, and for a moment Jamie thought she hadn't heard him. As he took a step towards her, however, she looked up.
No. This can't be. It's simply not true.
Jamie swallowed as he recognized the look in Bianca Sanfino's face. He had seen it on his entire family after Joe had died. He had seen it on himself in the mirror, then, had seen it on Vinny's face – only for a second, till realization set in.
It will happen. Good god, it's happening now. Death is happening now, end of life, end of story, nothing left but darkness and fear and loneliness… why? God, why? Why?

"Why?" The word seemed to open the gates to Bianca's eyes as they flooded with tears. "Jimmy, why is he dead? He's dead!"

Stomach knotting, painful with memories, Jamie forced himself to appear calm. "I am sorry, Bianca" he said again, softly, words that bore no answer but at least honesty.
Carefully he took another step towards her, treading between her and the corpse. Eddie's footsteps echoed his and a part of him knew she was still holding Bianca on gunpoint, and that he should tell her to call the coroner.
The other part reacted to the name of Jimmy and found itself close to tears, too. Why was he dead? Noble was an idiot, yes, and he took life too easy, but was that a reason to die? To kill him, actually, since this obviously hadn't been an accident, and it didn't look like Noble's briefcase was gone…

"I forgot" the ice in Bianca's voice stopped Jamie's musings. She backed away from him, the tears in her eyes dried up by the heat of hatred in her face. "You are not Jimmy." Despite her expression, her voice grew steadily colder. "You are a liar, and you are a mole. Thank God I wasn't good enough for you, officer. Tell me, is she?" She nodded towards Eddie.
Automatically Jamie turned around. His rookie looked calm but he had learnt to tell her mood by details. The way her fingers were placed around her gun, her head held straightly high… she was enraged at Bianca, and at herself. Probably more at herself.

Something hit him and sent him flying to the ground, so hard that for a moment, Jamie couldn't breathe. Trying to recover he sat up only to get knocked down again.

"Stop it!" Eddie's boots appeared in front of his eyes. "Back off now!"
"Or what?" Bianca snapped. "You kill me? I'd rather you would, right here, right now! I'd rather you had killed me already!" She started sobbing again, giving Jamie time to catch his breath.

"Bianca, I…"
"I'd rather" she whispered, crying again, "you'd have killed me before I trusted you. I trusted you, you bastard! And now he's dead!" Her voice collapsed, she buried her face in her hands.

Quickly Eddie pulled Jamie back on his feet and out of reach. "Are you okay?"
Jamie closed his eyes. He couldn't help remember the last time he had been smashed around the Sanfinos.

"Get the coroner and some detectives here. Now."