Alice stood outside the small basement door. She was called and told about what this meeting was about. There hadn't been any time to truly mourn their deaths. Josh was setting something in motion…something for revenge. Knowing this, and knowing about the meeting inside, she still couldn't bring herself to open the door.

"Josh," She whispered. She could feel herself breathing heavily. "Please, don't."

She closed her, and took a deep breath. She forced her hand to open the door. She could hear the muttering cease. She saw a shadow appear at the foot of the stairs.

"Alice," Benny said. "It's okay guys-it's only Alice."

"Nice to see you to," Alice muttered.

She made her way down the stairs. Benny left to rejoin the meeting. She could see the group huddled around a small wooden table. She sat on the creaky steps. She could only stare at them.

"Look where you've brought us. You wanted to try and use Mr. Wilson's complications for personal gain. These plans never work out Josh," Kevin explained."Revenge is only going to add fuel to the fire."

"I agree," Alice responded. "This has gone way too far. I'm tired of the blood shed, Josh."

"Do you want to be next?" Josh asked.

Everyone turned to stare at him terrified. Josh allowed a smirk to appear on his face. Alice knew where he was taking this.

"Mr. Wilson has killed off a few of our friends. He has seen all of our faces from that night. It won't take him long to attempt to kill us."

"Maybe we deserve it Josh," Alice muttered.

"Listen, Alice, he's probably going to come after you next. I don't want you to die because of me. This is the only way for any of us to make it out alive."

"I'm sorry Josh. I just can't take much more of this." Alice stood up. "My friends died because of what we were doing. You talked us into a deathtrap. So, I'm out Josh. I don't want any more to do with this insanity."

Alice turned and was about to take a step upward.

"Wait," Josh said. He walked towards her. "Let me talk to you, privately. Please."

Alice nodded. She made her way up the stairs, Josh followed close behind her. They stopped inside the house.

"Alice, please. I don't want to see you, or anyone else, hurt because of me. I…I love you."

"Do you Josh. How could you love me? You got me involved into this, and now I'm going to pay the price for it. Money always comes at a cost."

"Alice, we're going to kill Mr. Wilson. It doesn't matter if you are with us or not. However, if you are with us then I know you're safe. We're going to kill him-three days from now. It will be quick, clean, and easy."

"How?"

"There is a spot, on the roof from a building next door. It is at a perfect angle to his office window."

"Assassination sounds simple enough. I just don't want any part of it. This is your mistake, not mine. I don't want to be the one to clean up the blood for you."

Alice turned and made her way through the kitchen. She forced herself to ignore Josh calling to her. She walked through the glass doors, and left without looking back. She could not return without losing the battle. She had made her peace, and now she was going to have to live with it.

Winifred sighed deeply. She wasn't sure if she could actually leave. She sat on the side of her bed and stared out the window. The clouds were coming in quickly. Her suitcase was still open, and resting behind her. She turned her head to see a picture of her and her family.

"Carol," she whispered to herself. "I love you…and I will get you back."

After getting the last of her things packed up, she made her way out of the house. She was glade to finally be leaving him. He had abused her, and belittled her for so long. She was finally going to be free.

Winifred paused. She stood before his home office door. He had been spending more time in there lately. Winifred lowered her suitcase, and slowly walked towards it. She knew she had to tell him somehow. The door was slightly opened already. It should have made it easier, but it only made it harder.

"Shut up," she heard him shout.

Winifred took a frightened step back. She stood motionless staring at the door.

"Sir, we have to take care of them. They are stealing the money you worked so hard to achieve."

"Stop ridiculing me, and tell me how we're going to fix this one."

"Well, I say we take them out from the bottom up. I already began my research on the little group. We can make him cower in his shoes."

"Who are you planning to go after first?"

"Her name is Alice Weathers; his current girlfriend."

"Why attack her first?"

"Because of how important she is to them. We can use her to make our statement."

"What do you know about her?"

"Well, she is nothing new this type of thing. She actually ran away from home, and left school to pursue an acting career. Only hit a failure, and was left homeless. Her mother picked her up, and rescued her."

"I see."

"She is an interesting character. She became poor because of a gambling addiction she had. It ruined not only her, but her family as well. Her parents pitched in to cover the money owed."

"Really?"

"Her younger sister refused to help her. However, when someone threatened her life…"

"Her parents couldn't just sit back." He replied to the stranger."It seems to happen that way a lot of the time. So…"

"So, I could do anything to her. It won't be hard to leave an impression on Josh. What would you like me to do?"

"What?"

"You are the one paying me aren't you? What I do is up to you?"

"Oh…I never put much thought into it. I just want them out of my way."

"Should I just do the usual then? Believe it will not only frighten the others, but it well be truly something to enjoy."

"I would ask what you usually do, but…"

"You just can't stomach it."

Winifred took a few more steps back. She turned and grabbed her suitcase. She ran towards the front door never to look back.

"Toby, Toby," Robert shouted.

He had searched through the entire house, but couldn't find him. He began following the sound of music. It lead him to Toby's basement. He knocked on the door to be polite.

"Well, come on down," Toby shouted to him.

Robert made his way down the stairs. He paused and stared at him. Toby's back was to him, but it was obvious that he was working on something.

"What are you doing?"

"Robert," Toby turned to look at him. "It's a bomb."

"What…"

"I will blow them all to bits. It's the easiest way to kill Mr. Wilson."

"What about you?"

"I don't care what happens to me anymore. I was hoping to be there when the bomb went off."

"Toby, I can handle it. I will stop him."

"There isn't anything you can do. I know what is going at the office. Josh told me about his plans, and how it was playing out. They're going to die anyway. Maybe this way it will be easier."

"You don't know that."

"I do. I've seen first hand what happens when you know too much. This way it will be quick and easy."

"Toby, please, there has to be another way."

"I wish there was. I really wish there was."