<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's mouth snapped shut when Carlos dismissed her ideas. They were rather terrible ideas and she wondered where her mind was.<span style="font-style: italic">"Is one of your fellow dancers so close to you that she would sit on the passenger site of my car and stay there all the time inside the car playing you as a decoy? Allowing you to slip through the cemetery unseen? I could use Alfonzo and his gang to keep him busy watching them..." </span>Carlos said as he put his arm around her shoulder. Lea tried to think of someone who could pretend to be her, but her heart clenched at the only name that came up to her--Renea. Renea was a year or two younger with two kids and a husband who was in jail. She had been keeping her small family afloat for the past few months through stripping and Lea would often leave extra money in Renea's purse without telling her.<br/><br/>She wasn't sure if she wanted to risk the life of Renea, but she was the only one she trusted to do what Carlos wanted. She looked up as Carlos pointed to a spot on the screen of the laptop,<span style="font-style: italic">"Look, I bet he is somewhere there...."</span>Carlos started, explaining his idea to her. She had to admit it was far more solid than her plan. He trailed his finger across the page,<span style="font-style: italic"> "He will have to act then, as his plan won't work anymore...And that's where you have to take him out from your hiding point...easy..but are you up to it..."</span>Lea looked up at Carlos with hesitant eyes, but not because of her own abilities. She was worried about putting someone like Renea in any danger, but she reasoned with herself that Renea would likely be the next victim as she was exactly the type Ralph liked. It was only pure luck that Ralph had not immediately gone after Lea after his first failed attempt.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"I have someone in mind...but I'm worried about it, Carlos. She has two kids and she is their sole provider. If something goes wrong and she ends up hurt or dead...I don't know. It's bad enough that Maria is out there, but to drag another woman in who is just trying to make ends meet? I trust her, but I don't trust myself on what will happen if something goes wrong and she ends up dead...." </span>Lea answered, both confirming she had someone she could call, and warning Carlos of what the future might bring if something went terribly wrong.<br/><br/>Still, Lea could admit that Carlos' plan was solid. She wondered when she had begun to lose her sharpness and figured that it had dulled with the usage of drugs and her already turbulent mental states. She knew she could do this though, she could handle this plan without issue. They were running out of time too quickly for Lea to have to many reservations and she seemed to realized that.<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "I'll go call Renea..."</span>she said softly, leaving the room with her phone to speak with the woman. She was gone for about five minutes before she came back.<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "She'll do it. She'll be waiting for us at the club. We can pick her up on the way,"</span>Lea explained.