She had arranged to meet you at O'Dwyer's Tavern at 6pm. And yet, here you were about ten minutes past that and Rita was no where to be found. You were beginning to worry.

After being released from prison, Rita had had nothing. The only reason she had anything now was because you had retrieved it for her, and been shot for it. Once you'd been discharged, Rita had asked you to go to New York with her to start a new life. You had agreed, and were supposed to be meeting her about it ten minutes ago.

Finally growing too restless to stand around any longer, you left the tavern, heading for the Elysian Garden Club meet up spot. Rita used to go there often before she was kicked out of the club; it was worth a try to check there for her now, surely?

When you got there, you asked the person at the door if Rita had been by there, and were told she hadn't been there. But if she wasn't there, then where was she? Sighing heavily, you turned to leave - until you heard yelling coming from somewhere behind the restaurant. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you went to investigate.

As you drew closer, the voices got more distinct - two females. One awfully familiar. You were about to round the corner, when you heard footsteps coming your way and paused. They sounded hurried, but uneven, as if whoever they belonged to was stumbling. Then they stopped, followed by a dull thud. Silence, and then a door closing, and then more silence. Sensing that the coast was clear, you stepped around the corner – only to see Rita on the ground in a pool of her own blood, two stab wounds on her body.