(( Backdated to Friday Afternoon. ))
[ Ilsa is enroute from Bilko Boulevard to Kramden Avenue. Unfortunately, she
is not going to make it home tonight. ]
[ When she had first turned down Bilko, Ilsa was hunting. ]
[ How quickly things had changed. Now she just needed to get home. ]
[ She had no idea what had been slipped into her coffee, but she knew why, and she understood. ]
[ It wasn’t his fault. He had not been here all that long, and might have had a stronger threat driving him. She had been swayed for time as well, and she shuddered to think how closely she came to the edge. ]
[ She hadn’t asked that he kill again. She couldn’t ask that of anyone. But she was not above asking that he help preserve another life. ]
[ She wasn’t sure if the rapid heartbeat was an effect of the poison, or just a reaction to the knowledge she had been poisoned. ]