It was 9:30 p.m., and the work day was over. The workers were diluting vodka and Lou had left the club, to get some air. she stayed at the back door, next to her motorcycle, watching the night. pulling her phone out of her pocket, she noticed a message from an unknown number on her screen: "where is your club? I need a drink." she knew it was you, that you were leaving prison today; your sentence was ending. but who were you? In the past, you were Lou's partner and through one of her scams, you were both arrested, but only you ended up in prison... she framed you. Lou regretted doing that all her life, and when she read the message, she knew she had to help you, even though she knew you hated her for what she did.

"oh, I missed you, too." she replied, joking a little, before getting on her motorcycle with one last message. "I'm going to pick you up, darling."