File 1: Before The Case: 6 YEARS Prior

Sai (A.K.A. Red Shot): The Big Guy

"I can't believe it!" Sai fumed, "The bouncer turned me down. Nobody turns me down!" Ashley and Elliah giggled behind her and Sai felt her face heat up.

"What? What's so hilarious?" Sai yelled angrily. Britt rolled her eyes.

"Ignore the two idiots Sai," she said in her cool, nonchalant way. "I want this to be a nice night so no fighting, got it babe? I don't want you to get in trouble, like the way you did in Santa Monica," Britt purred. Sai felt her cheeks flush and her fight diminish. Why did Britt always have to bring that up, Britt knew how much she hated that. Sai shook it off. Britt was just looking out for her, the way she always did.

Ashley let out another laugh, but Sai didn't really care anymore. She felt more like a kicked puppy dog than the Hulk right now.

"Alright," Britt said with a more upbeat voice. "How about we head to someplace without a lameass elitist bouncer, yeah? Sai can seduce a little and we're in. This night isn't over, ok?"

Sai nodded obediently. Britt smiled like her student had finally got her lesson. Sai hated when Britt did that.

The group headed over to the corner and Elliah raised her hand to signal a cab. Elliah's tiny skirt lifted up until it was practically nonexistent. Two guys next to them whistled at her and Sai scoffed.

"What idiots," she muttered. Elliah just shrugged.

"Hey girl, I kinda like it," she replied, her red lips spreading out into a grin as she gave a little wave at the boys. Sai rolled her eyes.

"It's not like you can judge, dressing the way you do," Elliah said defensively, gesturing at Sai's dress with a raised eyebrow. Sai quickly pulled down the red latex to her midthigh. What was Elliah saying? Sai didn't dress like a trashy, she was just being trendy. Dressing sexy didn't make her a street slut. Face flushing, Sai looked at Britt for support, but Britt stayed silent.

"I can't believe your parents even let you out like that," Ashley slurred behind them. They hadn't even made it into a club yet and she was already drunk. Sai's face reddened.

"What the hell does that mean?"

Ashley shrugged. "You know, like doesn't your culture like stone people for that stuff? Like, Lele's parents make her wear a burka and crap." Sai felt like she'd been slapped.

"My parents are fine with it you ignorant whore," Sai spit, "and Lele wears a sari dumbass." Ashley shrugs.

"Just thinking since your culture-"

"It's not my culture," Sai interrupted, immediately feeling a wave of guilt. Yeah her family was liberal and stuff, but they were still Punjabi. She spoke Punjabi. Sai looked around at her friends, her white friends. Why didn't they get it? Just because they all went to a primarily white private school doesn't mean Sai had to be surrounded by ignorance.

Britt was looking at Sai oddly. Sai looked back, hoping to see some sort of understanding or disgust for what had been said. But Britt just looked away and smirked.

"So," Britt said as a taxi pulled up to the curb, "Uptown or down?"