Thursday 3:55 p.m.
1473 E. 35 Rd. Apt. 13
Georgetown, Virginia
"I hope Alex returns soon." Bria said to her bathroom mirror.
She knew he hated the idea of seeing Fox, but it would have happened eventually. He was one of her few trusted friends. It was inevitable.
Walking from the bathroom, she grabbed her shoes, slipping them on hurriedly. Clad in a white blouse and black skirt, she felt as if she were getting ready for just another day at the office.
In the hallway now, she entered the livingroom, straightening some items on the coffee table as she went. The sound of a gun being cocked however, made her freeze and turn around slowly. Bria came face-to-face with her assassin.
"Ken?" she was confused, not quite sure what he was doing.
The man smiled, "I hate to do this Bria, but I have my orders."
"Orders from whom? Ken, we've known one another for quite some time now and you've been under a lot of stress lately. You probably..."
With a shake of his head, Ken laughed. "I'm under no stress, Agent Thompson. I was ordered to kill your roommate, your sudden crush, Alex Krycek. When he up and quit he became a serious security risk to my employers."
The realization hit Bria that it was all her fault. She was the one who convinced Alex to quit, to live a normal everyday life. It was her fault.
"So, you're going to kill us both?" she asked, anger filling her heart.
Ken smiled, "You got it."
BANG!