Aiden looked at Sarah with a complex expression. He understands that this affected her the most, and she should have a choice how she wants to deal with this.

"You promised not to do anything reckless... and that you will not do anything I don't approve." He reminded her.

"That is why we are talking... I can't do this alone. I need you." She was sincere, and it reached him. She saw his resistance crumble.

"I will be watching you... you must listen to me." Aiden cupped her face in his hands. "If I say get out, you get out. Understand?"

Sarah nodded and reached into her bag. "I have four left, you take two." She handed him two filled syringes. "Anywhere in the neck will do."

Aiden looked at two syringes. "At this point, I'm tempted to use it on you, so that you stay here."

"You will not dare."

"No, I won't." He sighed.

Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. She was anxious like never before, probably because she ended up in the hospital twice because of Philip. Aiden's embrace and the sweetness of his kiss calmed her down. She broke the kiss and leaned her head onto his chest inhaling deeply that woody-flowery fragrance that she loves.

"Keep your eyes on me." She whispered and turned around, walking back into the club.

Aiden looked after her for a second, and then went back into the truck and focused on video feed from the camera.

Sarah entered through the back exit and headed back to the bar area. "Where is he?" She asked.

"Still at the bar." Aiden responded.

Sarah ordered a cold sparkling water and waited for him to notice her. Less than a minute later, she heard a man's voice, "Such a lovely young lady... are you looking for some company tonight?"

Sarah turned around and faced an unfamiliar face. "No, thank you." She rejected his advances.

He didn't leave. "You came here by yourself, and don't want company? I don't believe that." Man was obviously under the influence of alcohol or drugs... or both. "Why don't you just tell me straight, that you don't find me handsome?"

Sarah looked at him swaying slightly. "I don't find you handsome. How about you leave me alone?"

"Listen, missy... I can tell that you don't know what a real man is when you see one... " He reached with his arm to grab her.

Sarah hit his pressure point just below elbow, so swiftly, that he didn't see it happen. His face twisted from pain for a second before his whole arm went numb.

"And I can tell that you don't know when you should back off." Sarah's voice was smooth and soothing, but the man found it chilling. He nodded with terror in his eyes and walked backward from her.

"You are amazing." Sarah heard Aiden's praise. It made her smile. "OK. He is moving... coming from your left."

Sarah gave a small nod.

"My, my... who do I see?" Philip approached Sarah.

"Other two are about three steps behind him." Aiden warned her.

"Well, if it isn't assistant Simmons?" Sarah smirked.

Philip squinted. "It seems you are by yourself..."

"I came with Vivian, but she said she is not well and headed back. It was early for me, so I decided to stay for another drink." Her story was credible.

Philip smiled. To Sarah it was the most vicious smile she ever saw. She struggled to stay composed while flashes of the night in B1S bar went through her mind. Sarah repeated to herself that it will all be fine, as long as she does not let him approach her. She got his attention, now she needs to find a way to get out... she is sure that he will follow.

"I find it a bit stuffy... I will go out to get some air. If you excuse me... " Sarah looked at Philip, waiting for him to make space.

Philip moved to the side. "If you don't mind, I will accompany you." He walked behind her.

"His right hand" Sarah heard Aiden's anxious voice and stepped to the left while pausing a moment, before walking next to Philip, on his left. Her heart was beating wildly... just a bit more and they will be out. She will walk to the parking, and there is Aiden. 'He said something with Philip's right hand, what is it?' If she knows what it is, she could devise some strategy. 'Whatever it is, it's something sharp, right?'

They stepped outside.

Sarah looked around and frowned. "It's crowded here... I will go to the parking, there is more open space there."

"The other two are about four steps behind you." Aiden warned her.

As she stepped out of the club, Aiden was not able to see her for few seconds until she turned around the corner and reached the parking lot on the side of the building. He exhaled in relief when he saw her walk toward him.

"Why are you going this way?" Philip asked. "You are well aware what happened last time... or are you thinking of revenge?"

Sarah feigned ignorance. "Oh, what happened last time? I actually wanted to ask you. I remember that we were in a bar, and the next thing I know, I woke up in a hospital. Maybe you can fill in some gaps for me." Sarah continued walking toward the white pickup, but her steps slowed down to a stop. She was afraid at first, remembering how things went last time. But this is different. Now she knows what he does. She does not need to fear him. She wants to face her demon head on.

"You look confident." He smirked.

"Of course... when I know what I'm facing, I can be ready."

Aiden was in the truck, and they were far away for him to hear what they are saying. He could speak to her, but unless she used her earpiece, he didn't hear her. He thought that Sarah will bring Philip closer. Is she going to come closer, or should he come out? He does not want to expose himself too soon.

"Baby, why did you stop?", Aiden spoke to Sarah. He got anxious seeing that she is not responding.

"You think you know what you are facing?" Philip was confident that he can overpower one girl standing in front of him. She looked fragile.

"Maybe I don't. Why don't you show me?" Sarah taunted him.

Philips straightened his back and walked slowly toward Sarah. 'Silly girl... just a bit closer and you won't know what happened.' historical

Sarah didn't back away, but she took a note of the position of his right arm. 'Seems like he has something between his fingers... a needle.... or a ring maybe.'