My face was stone cold as my hands gripped the steering wheel. I pulled into the driveway and got out. When I walked into the house, I ignored Honey's gleeful greeting and turned to Kyoya," which hospital?"

He looked down at his book," Eastwood Hospital."

I nodded and left the house to drive to the hospital.

"What's wrong with Oliver-chan?" Honey asked.

"She's angry, Honey-senpai. Her lips were tight and her attitude was cold." Kyoya closed his book and looked at the lolita boy," she quite possibly could be feeling more than we've seen from her before."

Tamaki walked in at that moment," why was Oliver-chan giving me the cold shoulder outside?"

I walked through the sliding glass doors and walked up to the receptionist," Teutonia Uzumaki, visitor."

Venom was laced in my voice as the receptionist nodded quickly," room 45, floor 3."

I didn't reply and started my way up the stairs to the third floor. I could take the elevator, but I would only be scaring the people in it with me. I opened the door to Teu's room and closed it softly behind me. I didn't take the seat beside the bed, however, and remained standing.

"Who did it, Teutonia?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

Tuetonia looked up from her pad of drawing paper and gave a forlorn smile. "I don't know. I didn't see the guy who shot me and the other guy had his face covered."

"Is there anything you can tell me?" Now, no emotion showed in my voice, my fingers toying with a piece of gum.

I sighed at Teutonia's negative answer and placed a bouquet of flowers down on the table," I'll be back in a bit. I've got to go talk to my boss."

I walked past the Host Club on my way out as I popped the gum into my mouth and my brain whirled with thoughts. It was time Faith came back into the picture.

The boys and Haruhi looked at each other in confusion, besides Kyoya. He was watching my form walk out and drive off.

Later that night, I had my boss post a guard in the hospital close to Teutonia's room. I was busy out in the city, watching bars and nightclubs, a fake cigarette in between my lips. I looked older than I actually was, my clothes; attitude; and fake ID creating the look of Faith Daresity: a twenty two year old woman with a bad smoking habit. A drunken man stumbling out of one of the bars caught my attention with a "-beat her with my belt!"

From what the nurses could tell me, Teutonia was attacked brutally with the buckle end of a belt. Naturally, this man was suspicious but it'd be hard to get to him with his three friends around. I followed and pretended to be going to various late-night stores. Two of his friends departed and I waited until they were out of view before exiting the store. I followed the two drunken men and watched as one finally went into an apartment complex. I followed him and watched him go into apartment 2c. My mind memorized it and I left for home.