<span style="color: #FF80FF"> <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lea Stevens</div></span></span> </span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/036e0d3a-b28c-47ec-b858-0eaea6c67e4d.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF80FF"><div style="text-align: center;">"Jazz"</div></span></span></span><br/><br/>Lea had done as Carlos asked, moving to the back seat and somehow magically being able to resist drinking anymore from the bottle. It didn't take long for Carlos to come back out with Renea.<br/><br/>Renew began to laugh when she saw Lea and Lea was reminded just how dark humored the girl was. The woman was generally cheerful, but she definitely had a dark view on things.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"Oh, nice to see you again too," </span>Lea said sarcastically, to which Renea only grinned. It was at that point Lea took out her taser and handed it to Renea,<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "Here, you'll need this. If something happens and someone else comes after you that isn't me or Carlos, you are to haul your ass and use this if someone gets too close."</span>Renea took the taser confidently and nodded.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF8000">"So this guy, you said you know him?"</span></span>Renea asked as she examined the taser in her hand. Lea nodded, though rather slowly.<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "Sort of, it's all a big mess really..." </span>She wasn't sure what to say to Renea. Who really knew what was motivating Ralph to be the violent killer that he was. Admitting that they knew him was hardly a truth, as they only knew him by face and not by personality.<span style="color: #FF80FF">"This is really dangerous, Renea. You don't have to do this if you don't want,"</span>Lea said, guilt eating away at her for pulling Renea into the situation. Renea looked up at Lea with a grin,<span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-style: italic"> "Lea, I think you underestimate how much shit I've seen."</span></span>Lea sighed, knowing that Renea was fulling committing herself to the task. It worried her, still.<br/><br/>She looked back up at Carlos,<span style="color: #FF80FF">"Alright, I guess we're all good to go. Anything else we should think about before we do this?"</span>Her hands were wringing together in her lap as she chewed on her lip. Lea would be lying if she said that there wasn't a little bit of excitement in her. She hadn't felt this sort of rush in a long time since her days in the force, and it was sort of refreshing. She felt the familiar anxiousness and determination building in her like it used to and she relished the feeling.<br/><br/>They made their way towards the cemetery. It was a pretty large one, the biggest one in the city--and one of the most isolated as well. It was no wonder why Ralph wanted to meet in the large, open area. They had received a coded text stating that Alfonzo and his crew were already in the area, and Lea felt her already rushing heart beat pick up speed.