<div class="floatright"> (http://i627.photobucket.com/albums/tt357/Niferbelle/futureponytail-1.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Phaedra Leitner</strong></span><br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Attempted murder<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Alley<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Drake, Tim, Sarah, Natalie, Brazil, Detrius (if he's there)<br/><br/>She would never admit it -- if she did, people might think she was crazy or something -- but she was having the time of her life although she knew she'd feel a hell of a lot differently about it if she'd been back there with those who looked like they were going to get nabbed. She initially ran by the brunette who was hunkered down between a couple of garbage cans, not recognizing her from the meeting, but as the young woman started to follow them and then called out for help Phaedra began to think she was connected somehow. She was obviously afraid, and not of them though she should have been, and Phaedra considered the deli door she had passed for a moment then reached out to grab Drake's arm.<br/><br/>"We can cut through the deli over to the next street. And maybe there'll be something inside we can use to get psycho killer out of his chains. He's slow enough as it is," she said and gestured for Sarah, too, to turn back. She jogged back to where the woman had been wrestling with the door, seeing that Tim was already there and arriving just in time to see the door splinter open from his bulk. "So much for trying to hide what door we might have gone in. Come on, in you go."<br/><br/>She gestured for the brunette to duck inside while she waited to see what Drake and Sarah were going to do and eyed the blond stranger, wondering where the hell she'd come from.<br/>