"Wait, slow down," Nancy told Rose. "Okay, what the fuck?" She turned on the TV like she asked and saw exactly what she was talking about. "Shit...look you'll have to call me back." She hung up and grantically began searching for that phone number she rang for before. Nancy knew how this was likely to go down but it still had to be done. There. Finding the slip of paper she had the phone number on Nancy dialed it, hoping that whoever was on the other end would answer it. "Hello?" She breathed a sigh of relief hearing that it was who she was looking for. "Rebecca?" she asked. "Don't hang up."

"That isn't Nancy is it?" Rebecca was struck by the concern in her voice.

"Where are you?" Nancy wanted to know.

"Why should I tell you?" Rebecca's voice took a hard edge. "So you can come after us again?"

"No. Look, listen, are you with STARS?"

Rebecca paused for a moment, wondering where she was heading with this. "You know I am," she replied evasively.

"I meant right now, are you there?"

Something about her tone allowed Rebecca to give her that much at least. "No I'm not."

"Good. Stay away from there, it's under attack."

"What!?!"

Nancy didn't have time to explain to her. "Just stay put. I'm going to try and help." It was the least she could do, given what she had done.

"You..."

That was all Nancy heard Rebecca say before she hung up. Luckily she still had on the combat outfit from before, storming out to inform the others. "I'm going to need to get an AW50," she told Dave and Philip, "then find and hunt down Interpol. We have a situation here."

"What type of situation?" Dave asked. Nancy indicated for the two of them to follow her.

"There's an attack and I believe Interpol are behind it. I'm going out to take care of the attack, your job is to find out if Interpol is behind it and bring them to heel." She reached the Land Rover and climbed in.

"Got it," Philip told her.

"Get your rifle and then attend to Interpol."

"What about Jessie?" Dave asked.

"What about her?" Nancy started the engine, eager to get going.

"Is she a part of this at all?"

Nancy paused, trying to think of how to explain it away. "Find out if Chun Li is still alive. I may have something for her, depending." If she was still alive then she had no problem sending the disgraced girl to her to sort her out. "I'll handle the rifle as well, it'll be quicker. I know I shouldn't be doing this for you, but I'll compensate you for it, promise." At that she hit the accelerator and sped off.

****

"Hey." Timothy spotted Reiko, bent over a car hood and working on it's innerds. "Hey, over here."

She glanced over to him before turning to the black guy she was with. "You'll never fucking understand," she told him, "not with that fucking attitude." He started to answer back when she snapped, "Not now, tell me in a minute." Reiko trotted over, recognising the young man from before. "Yeah."

"I just wanted to thank you for all you've done, helping with who was after me."

"No problem."

"It worked. I saw them a couple of times and they did nothing but walk off."

"Where?"

"Across the street here." Timothy pointed to where. "And up there." He pointed back into town. So bashing the shit out of that fucking slut scared them off, Reiko thought, or they were getting the soldiers together for a fight, typical fucking cowards. She kept it from him however.

"Well if you see them again try and find me." Reiko didn't bother with giving a number or anything, she didn't want the kid chasing after her. "I'd better attend to this fool here now." She headed over back to the car she was working on. "See nigga, you say you want to run with da gangs but you whacked out on drugs you can't handle shit like that."