<strong>Sunset - Saturday night into Sunday Morning</strong><br/><br/>Nadia entered the club carrying the other two boxes of pizza and the bottle of cola. She slipped behind the bar and put her cargo into the fridge before grabbing one more slice from the box in front of Alan. He had already drifted off to sleep. She ate her pizza and ade herself comfortable on one of the couches. Sleep came just as quickly for her as it had for Alan.<br/><br/>A few hours later, Nadia awoke to the sound of her phone ringing. She glanced at the caller-ID. Renee. She touched the 'ignore' button and rubbed her eyes. She saw that Carrie was receiving a manicure from the street doctor. Having forgotten about her wound momentarily, Nadia let out a soft cry of surprise as the bullet hole stung. She stood up and removed her jacket to reveal the blood soaked cotton strips beneath, wondering what it was that one should say to a street doctor when aid was required. "Mary... was it? Would you mind taking a look at this for me when you have a moment?"