Sassy stomped back to her lab table. “What were you thinking?!” Becca hissed as Sassy sat back down on her stool, still clutching the scalpel in her left fist.

“What are you talking about? I’m just sticking up for you.”

Becca stole a glance at Jameson and saw him leaning forward to listen to something his partner was saying. Prandi was pretty, in a dark, exotic way. Becca’s stomach twisted as she looked at them. Suddenly she forgot all about her phone and even about her seemingly bipolar friend.

But said bipolar friend was not one to be ignored.

“Becca, listen to me!” she yelled, causing all heads to whip back towards her. Dr. Olson surreptitiously inched closer to the security button just in case he needed to call for backup.

Becca just stared, her blue eyes wide and staring. Sassy’s dark eyes were red and wild. Becca suddenly got the feeling that she didn’t know her own best friend anymore.

“We need to join forces. These men think they can own us. It’s time they learned the truth. I have a plan…”