"If I'm lucky, it'll shut you the hell up," Rachel growls, a flash of anger pain across her face. "You're incredible - you yell at me for not giving real murderers a chance to explain while you call someone you barely know a murderer with no evidence that I've ever killed anyone that didn't deserve it!"

She drops the gun and throws out her free arm, pointing back the way Steph had come. "Why don't you just go?!"