It was difficult to move one injured and another sickly women across town, but it was a relief that Tyler only needed to drive around the outskirts of town to a restaurant, The Painted Dragon. There, Tyler's war rig was given easy space in the garage in the back as he and Crystal went to a second floor office room, Jessa ushered away with other Fire Lilies to another room to finally get her leg looked at.<br/><br/>With her back to Tyler, Crystal undressed out of Tyler's spare clothes that she borrowed and took a silk robe handed to her by a Fire Lily.<span style="color: #40BF00">"Thank you Daniel,"</span>Crystal said grateful to have clothing she was more suited for. The Fire Lily nodded respectfully before leaving the room in silence. The women obviously had power here. Even so, she never asked for Tyler's weapons to be removed. She didn't want to provide any reason for Tyler to distrust her too much.<br/><br/>Although clearly exhausted but also at ease with he surroundings, she didn't waste any time getting to work. Tying her blonde hair in a quick ponytail she opened a drawer of an old office desk. She pulled out rolls of papers, spreading the contents across a dining table, Crystal casually pulled a chair out and sat down motioning for Tyler to take a seat, which he just remained standing, his eyes scanning the maps of the area.<span style="color: #40BF00">"You are a lucky man Bellford," Crystal commented. Tyler narrowed his eyes at her and she smirked. "Well, in a way you are. You caused a commotion, but my Fire Lilies may be able to keep it under wraps and it might even take her another day or two for her to find out that I'm no longer in the capsule as well."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336666">"Your point?"</span>Tyler asked crossing his arms.<br/><br/>Picking up the stack of papers she presented it before Tyler.<span style="color: #40BF00">"Usually, Slater would have left the city just by hearing your name, but she won't. Even if she did hear your name. So I suggest you look at these profiles of the Fire Lilies to know who you can receive help from and who to avoid. It should help pass the time as we wait for one of my girls to report back and let us know Slater's whereabouts in the city."</span><br/><br/>Tyler didn't reach for the papers and looked at Crystal.<span style="color: #336666">"Why do you believe Slater will remain in the city?"</span><br/><br/>The easy smile remained on Crystal's face.<span style="color: #40BF00">"We have what she wants here."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #336666">"Vivian,"</span>Tyler said.<span style="color: #336666"> "What makes her so important?"</span><br/><br/>Her smile relaxes as she observed Tyler further with her emerald eyes.<span style="color: #40BF00">"I'm a little surprised that she hasn't told you,"</span>Crystal commented as she leaned back in her chair a touch more keeping her eyes locked with Tyler.<span style="color: #40BF00">"Vivian Rowe, is the only child of Diana Slater and Lord Howard. Her real name is Scarlet."</span><br/><br/>______________________________________________________<br/><br/>Testing the weight of her rifle, Viv held it up and already her muscles strained against the weight. She really usually shot in prone, but knowing that she wasn't close to full strength still left Vivian uneasy. With a tired sigh, she lowered the weapon onto the bed as she went through her other things. Thanks to the courtesy of Crystal, she seemed to have all her stuff, even her goggles.<br/><br/>When she was brought to The Painted Dragon, Viv collapsed in exhaustion. She slept for a whole day, and the following days she spent trying to gain enough energy to move about on her own. If Crystal had planned to save her, Viv would have appreciated the women to have saved her when she was not near skeletal state. Still, she was walking by her third day of recovery but doubted that her shots will be straight anytime soon. Viv heaved another sigh as she glanced at the pistols next to her rifle. Crystal had plans for her, she was sure but the women better not think that she was up for any vigorous task.<br/><br/>A knock sounded at her door before opening. "Viv. Crystal wants to see you in the office room," Jessa called out casually. Viv barely glanced at the other women before her eyes saw the cane, her attention turned curious and she looked the women over even if she couldn't see past the kimono Jessa wore.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Something happened to your leg?"</span>Viv asked with little concern.<br/><br/>"That's none of your business," Jessa answered flatly. "Now move."<br/><br/>Burying the impulse to shoot Jessa's other leg, Viv grabbed her leather jacket and shrugged it on as she walked past the women. Moving down the hall she past a few doors before she placed her hand on the knob to the last door and entered the room without knocking.<span style="color: #8080FF">"Jessa said you needed-."</span>Viv stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of Tyler standing near Crystal. She blinked once, twice, testing to see if this was all another hallucination. Finally she just allowed her eyes to take in everything at once, the maps on the table, Crystal's similar pale and gaunt state, and Tyler's eyes. They held the same blood lust as the time she brought up Wolf's name. Was he close to finding his friend's killer? No, something else didn't sit right in Viv. Why was he here? Where was Deckard?<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"What are you doing here?"</span>Viv finally asked.