You decide to leave

"If it's all the same to you, Principal Fenwick, I think I'll just leave. I really don't feel safe here any more."

Fenwick looks at you with eyes full of understanding. "I can indeed appreciate how you feel, and I completely understand. You don't have to be here if you don't want to." Then he adds. "Are you sure the one who compromised your presence here won't try to cause you trouble once you leave here? I'm not all too sure I would trust that particular situation either."

You smile at his concern. You can tell he is a good man. "If I am in any real danger, it doesn't matter if I'm here, or out there. This person will find a way to get me, one way or another. Right now, I'm not sure who to trust, besides you. But I am compromised here, and I'm sure my being an undercover officer has already spread through the school like wildfire. I don't think you need the problems associated with that."

Fenwick smiles. "You are a sharp one, Carly Graspper. Wiser than most of the people your age, if I dare say so. What you say makes absolute sense. Then all I can do is wish you the best. I hope you catch the bad guys."

You breath a heavy sigh."I'll give it my best."

Fenwick comes around his desk, and shakes your hand. He opens the door for you, and watches you as you walk out the door, and down the empty hall.

You walk out the front doors of Humdinger High. It's not a terribly long walk back to your place, and it has turned out to be a nice, sunny day. The streets are empty, except for a few parked cars. You know Thereaux's car on sight, so you're not too worried about running into him. Hopefully he doesn't even know what happened at the high school yet, and you'll have the element of surprise. The question now remains, who can you trust? Can you trust Caroline? Cartier? Anyone? If Thereaux is part of the ring, there has to be others as well. Thereaux, you are almost certain, is just the tip of the iceberg. The Mayor put this squad together. Perhaps the Mayor is the only one you can trust?

The debate over who to trust rages inside you all the way back to your apartment building. You've seen no signs of anything suspicious along the way. Of course you did manage to get a good shot at Thereaux's family jewels. That wouldn't prevent him from using a phone, but it might be enough to prevent him from driving around, looking for you. It could be that maybe you did kick him in the brains, and he forgot how to drive. You smile a bit at that thought. That's what he gets for thinking with the little head, you think to yourself.

You enter your apartment building, step into the elevator, and press three. It'll just be nice to get home. The elevator door closes, and it hums t life with a slight jerk. All too soon, the door opens to deposit you on the third floor. You step out, and walk down the hall to your apartment door, 312. You fish your keys out of your back pack, oblivious to the empty apartment door across the hall silently opening. Four familiar girls, dressed in school uniforms, suddenly surround you, and push you inside your now open door.

Samantha Fenwick quickly closes your apartment door, and locks it. Her three friends have you subdued on the floor. She walks over to your struggling form, and smiles with an evil grin. "I told you your ass is mine. Now where were we? Oh yes, you were naked! Strip the slut, girls!"