Anthony's House

Andrea walked briskly down the back hallway of the salon. The place is too dark and dirty.

Meanwhile, Evans silently followed Andrea, who looked scared to hear Felix's name.

"Andrea, are you all right?" asked Evans.

"Yes," Andrea answered simply.

Evans didn't hear Andrea's honest answer. His quivering tone and ragged breathing made Evans realize that Andrea was not okay.

"We're outside, Evans," Andrea said quietly.

"Okay, let's get to the car," Evans said.

Andrea didn't move. She even still held Evans' hand very tightly.

"Andrea," Evans called.

Andrea just sighed. She was so nervous right now. Evans immediately let go of Andrea's hand that was holding her hand. Then he took off his jacket and draped it over Andrea's head so no one would know who he was. Then Evans took the girl's hand.

"Come on," Evans said.