Chapter 1

"You just destroyed four lives. You've just murdered Jeff's wife." John said. Amanda looked at him, confused. Suddenly a bullet hit her neck. She fell against the counter behind her. She pulled her hand away from her neck to see the warm red liquid that was blood covered her hand. She held her hand to her neck again as she sank to the ground. She looked desperately to John, who held his hand out to her.

"Amanda, it's okay." He said sadly. "This was your test. Your game."

5 Years earlier.

Amanda drove to work quickly. Perhaps a little more quickly that necessary. She had woken up late, and had to skip her shower and breakfast just to make it to work remotely on time.

She drove quickly down the rode when she heard police sirens. She looked in the rear view mirror and saw a police car following her; lights flashing.

"Fuck." She mumbled as she pulled off to the side of the road. The officer walked up to the window.

"Is there a reason you were going so fast, ma'am?" he asked. He looked at her sternly over his sunglasses.

"I'm late for work." She replied. He nodded in understanding.

"License and registration, please." he said. Amanda reached over and dug around in the glove compartment. She pulled her license out of her wallet and handed it to him. "Thank you. I'll be right back."

Amanda groaned and rested back in her seat. She tapped her hands rhythmically on the stirring wheel as she waited. Finally the officer returned to the car.

"Ma'am, can I have you step out of the car please?" he asked. Confused, Amanda did as the cop wanted. "Ma'am, are you aware that there is a warrant out for your arrest?"

"What?!" Amanda cried. The officer turned her around and handcuffed her. "Wait a second! I didn't do anything! There must be a mistake!"

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can, and will be used against you in the court of law." The officer recited.

"Let me go!" Amanda cried as he walked her to his car. "I didn't fucking do anything!" the officer placed her into the back of the car as another police car pulled up. Two men stepped out and began talking to the cop who arrested her. Two of them went to her car, and one came to her and opened the door.

"Amanda Young, my name is officer Rigg. The man who came with me is Detective Matthews, and the one who arrested you is Officer Baker." He said. "Now, do you have any idea why there's a warrant out for your arrest?"

"NO!" Amanda cried. "I haven't done anything!" Officer Rigg held his hands out in a calming gesture.

"Just relax." He said. He looked at a paper he was holding. "It says here you're wanted for a drug charge."

"What?!" Amanda screamed. "I've never done drugs! You've got the wrong fucking person!"

"I found it!" Officer Matthews said as he walked to their car. He held in his hand some sort of a needle. "It was under the front passenger seat." Rigg gave Amanda a stern look.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Matthews asked with a cocky smile.

"That's not mine! I wouldn't even know how to use that thing!" She tried to explain. She looked at her feet as tears escaped her eyes.

"Quit lying through your teeth!" Matthews yelled. "You're the junkie we've been looking for!"

"I'm not a junkie! I've never done drugs! Please, believe me!" She pleaded to Officer Rigg. Matthews gave her a disgusted look and slammed the door in her face.

"It's not mine!" She screamed. "I didn't fucking do anything!"