Frank and his companion backed away and ran out of the alley. With a satisfied smile, Alexa took the woman into her home. "You'll have to stay here until morning I'm afraid, so what's your name honey?"

The woman stared at her. "Why did you help me? They said you're Roger Dascombe's girlfriend, why would you bother helping me?"

Alexa smiled and got up, pulling out a second wine glass and poured the stranger a drink. "I'm not cold hearted dear. Plus I don't enjoy hearing the sound of a fellow female being raped."

The stranger continued to stare, but accepted the glass of wine when Alexa offered it. After Alexa took a seat, she introduced herself. "I'm Jessica Langford." Jessica held out her hand and Alexa shook it, a smile on her face. "Alexa O'Conner."

After showing Jessica to her room, Alexa got ready for bed which consisted of her of taking a shower, brushing her teeth. changing into her pajamas, and locking every single entrance into the house. And checking to make sure her gun was loaded and on safety, just before slipping it under her pillow and then finally closing her eyes and allowing, herself to drift off into the realms Morpheus.

When the sun rose into the sky, Alexa's internal clock woke her up at about eight thirty. While her guest slept, Alexa made breakfast, which was some toast and jam with eggs Benedict. Jessica woke up at around nine o'clock. They shared a meal, but didn't talk much. Jessica was grateful to Alexa for saving her the night before. But her being the arm candy of a higher up made her the enemy. Alexa was aware of her reason for the silence, and chuckled inwardly if only she knew the truth.

After exchanging cold farewells, Jessica disappeared from Alexa's sight. Going back inside, Alexa began to the make the bed up in the guest room and also made sure that every hint of her having a guest in her house was gone from sight. She had just finished washing Jessica's dishes when there was a knock on the door. Drying off the wine glass, Alexa put it away and then walked to the door. Just as she opened it the head Finger, himself barged through the door, accompanied by the two morons from last night. "Creedy! What the bloody hell are you doing here? What is the meaning of this?"

Creedy forced Alexa to take a seat and then sat across from her. "You interfered with Fingermen business last night."

Shaking her head, Alexa retorted "Oh yeah? You have any proof?"

Creedy nodded his eyes as cold as death. "These two men claim that last night while on the verge of arresting a woman in the alley just outside your house, you came and pointed a gun at them. Then you brought the woman into your home."

Alexa's eyes swept over to the men behind Creedy. "Is that so? I think they are just attempting to cover their asses because they can't seem to arrest one girl."

Creedy stood and slammed his fist onto the table. "Don't lie to me O'Conner!"

Peering into Creedy's face, Alexa smirked. "Feel free to sweep this place Creedy, you'll find no evidence."

Creedy glared around the house and noticed that there wasn't even a hint of another person rescinding in the house. Turing to Alexa he hissed. "You knew we were coming so you cleaned everything."

Abashed, Alexa cried. "I would have to be some kind of paranoid freak to go through that many precautions!"

At her statement the front door was thrown open a second time. Dascombe practically ran into the kitchen. "Honestly doesn't anyone know how to knock these days?" The young woman mumbled irritably.

Dascombe glared at Creedy and then ran to Alexa. "Dear, did they hurt you?" After being satisfied with Alexa's answer, Dascombe turned to Creedy. "What the hell, do you think you are doing Creedy?"

Creedy glared at Dascombe, but Alexa could see the hint of a smile in his eyes. It was common knowledge that Dascombe was not the most liked official. "Your little girlfriend here is being accused of treason for interfering on Fingermen business."

Alexa fixed the two men with a glare. "Which is a load of bollocks in my opinion, and the only proof he has is the word of these two jokers, who can't seem to do their job to keep these law breakers off the streets."

At her glare the two men behind Creedy cringed away from her glare. Creedy's hands balled into fists. "How dare you!"

Alexa stood and practically screamed. "How dare I? How dare you! Coming into my home and accusing me of such a crime! How dare you accuse me of anything! And as I've stated before, you have no proof!"