When the call button stopped malfunctioning, I pressed it. I knew it was too late, but there was a part of my gut that furiously grasped onto the hope that she would be okay. That somehow, they could bring her back to life. Medics and police found their way to me in the maze and guided us out with fluency. The lights were back on overhead...it's as if they were out for the sniper's benefit, and you know what, they probably were. The bastard's probably the one who turned them off in the first place. 

I held on to Allister's hand all the way until we got to the ambulance, where she was packed into the back of the vehicle and sent off to Solaris Hospital. It was once she was gone that the full force of my surroundings hit me. I look at the abundance of police carrying off men in cloaks similar to Freddie's when Hanzo, Della, and I found his body in the 4512 basement. 

I look a little harder to a skinny, wavering, bruised man – wait, that's Makai. "Fuckyou," he spits at Enzo who doesn't even flinch. Yeah, you tell him, Makai. Reyna grimaces at his harsh words, but she smiles afterwards. Undoubtedly, relief that Makai is actually alive and still bold.

My body feels numb and the breeze hits Allister's dried blood on my hands. I look down at them and back up at the scene. What happened here? Did it correlate with what happened with Al? Why did they take her from me...from all of us?

I decide to worry about it tomorrow and go to Solaris Hospital to be there whenAllister's parents are. I was the last person she was with. They'll want to know what happened. I can tell them all I know, but even I want to know what happened. Was there a trade-off? A life for a life? The killer will give us Makai if he takes Allister – permanently? What kind of sick ending is the killer hoping to accomplish? 

It'll be interesting to see what Makai has to say about everything – about where he was, who he was with, what he learned. It will also be interesting to see if I can sleep tonight or tomorrow night or any night at all. I'm hardly coping with Allister's death – someone I was just starting to know and like after having pushed her away early on. How did Reyna cope with actually killing a man? How did she cope with finally finding Makai and losing him shortly after? 

 Because she's strong, that's how. No one gives Reyna the credit she deserves – not even Reyna, herself. If she can get through all that she did, then I can get through this. I'm strong, too. But how many people have to die before I break? At some point, we all break. There are only two things that matter about breaking: how far you can go without breaking, and long it will take you to put yourself back together. 

Deep down, I know I haven't broken. Not yet. I'm deeply saddened by Allister Casada'sending, but I know I am not broken. I've been through so much to break now; growing up with Enzo, my mom dying, my dad being a total asshole, and now this. 

I'll find the killer. I'll find everyone associated with them. And then, I'll find a way to exploit them all. I'll bring justice to Allister, and Della's mom, and Destiny, and Makai. And I don't care how far I have to go to do so.