This is the sequel to Riley's Loss. Please read it before starting this edition. It will make more sense. Remember Echo Adamson is now Riley Matthews Witness Protection Id.

I don't own GMW, BMW only my OC's and the plot. Please review and thank for reading.

Echo Adamson sat back in her chair after filing her report. The drug smuggling ring was over and she was tired. Just as she was about to call it a day her director's secretary alerted her. The director had a speacial case for her to attend to. As she walked to the office door she felt a bad vibe. When she walked in there was three people that she didn't expect to see looking at her expectantly. Swallowing hard she tried to be very non-nonchalant. "Yes? Director MacNish you wanted to see me?"

Isadora Smakle, Farkle Minkus and Stuart Minkus all gathered into Director MacNish's office. They were some discripincies in the inventory of the test range that was alarming the three geniuses. Sure enough Stuart Minkus's worse fears was coming to light. Only this light was a light that could not be ignored. "Ah, Agent Echo Adamson let me introduce you to Stuart Minkus, Farkle Minkus and Isadora Smakle of the Minkus International."

"Good to meet you sirs, and you too miss." Echo did her best to pretend they were strangers to her. However when she shook Isadora's hand she was greeted with a odd look. Before she knew it Isadora pulled her into a hug. Shock etched Echo's face as Isadora paid no heed to it. "Ok, I did not expect this."

"You have to excuse my fiancee'. We had a friend died years ago that was a huger. Since she passed Isadora prefers to greet those she likes with a hug instead of a handshake." The young genius sadly replied as he went to pull Isadora from the embrace.

"Right, forgive me Agent Adamson. You just reminded me of her when you came in. I will contain my enthusiasm from here on out." She then went with Farkle to sit down. Echo's heart began to beat so fast that it was hard for her to continue the facade. There in the middle of the table was a projector set up with a lap top for a presentation. Isadora signaled to Farkle to shut the lights out while Echo and the Director took their seats.

"I head the secret Research and Development division for weaponry at Minkus International. I have been working on a Assault Rifle that is non lethal to be used in training exercises for our government's military. However my prototype for the AR-9285, AR-93002 both disappeared along with the schematics and several of the actual arms for the AR-93002. The AR-9285 was designed to use a low grade nuclear generated power pack. The ideal base was that it would self generate air blasts with optical sensor blast patterns for counter terrorist drills. The cost savings on bullets and rechargeable battery packs on each one would save thousands on ammunition for the military budget. Its counter AR-93002 used laser beam frequencies as a form of ammunition. Each one of the guns when they emitted their charges would hit a placed disk on the soldiers Kevlar vests in training. The disks are able to Velcro on therefore making them lower cost on that end of the training. However with our only prototypes gone, along with the plans, our Nation could be in big trouble. If the wrong hands get a hold of this making them in vast supply, innocent lives would be in grave danger. Depending who has the plans now, could very well tip the scales in the form of terrorism. So far I am unable to re-create the schematics for either AR. Also they were able to infiltrate my computer and back up drives preventing me for acquiring my data in that way as well. If we do not retrieve these weapons soon, I fear the outcome."

"You said there was other discripinces missing as well. What are they?" Echo cautiously asked.

"While my son and his fiancee was just starting high school, their best friend and half of her family was murdered."

"What does that have to do with this?"

"I believe the ones responsible maybe linked to the case. The girl you remind Isadora of was Riley Matthews. Her mother was a defense attorney for a firm that sometimes had un-savory clients. I believe through the cases she worked on, that she got too close to the truth and the people that stole our prototypes are the same. I have been quietly having Topanga Matthews last court cases investigated. They all have some connections to this one group. However, proving it without help is quite daunting."

"Mr. Minkus, first off I must commend you on your effort. However, I believe for your own personal safety and those around you it would be best to leave the investigation to the proper authorities. I believe a more Senior agent would be best at handling this case Director. If you will excuse me I must be on my way. Everyone if you will excuse me." Echo thought that she was in the clear until the director stopped her in the hallway.

"Agent Adamson unless you can give me a solid reason why you are not taking this case then I will be forced to disregard your dismissal and assign you anyways."

"But sir I can't answer this and just ask that you will please please trust me."

"Oh Echo, as your friend I would. But as your Director I have no choice but to order you to work on this case. If you don't you will be suspended pending on investigation of your insubordination. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, your plane leaves in a few hours. Better go home and pack."

"Sir did you already make the arrangements?"

"No. The Minkus's have requested that you fly with them and go to dinner tonight. By the way you need to pull the cold case files on.."

"Don't worry I got it." Echo walked away irritably before Director MacNish could stop her again on her tone. She was just in the bathroom getting ready to make a phone call to her surrogate mother. When Isadora Smakle walked in with a grin on her face. "What can I help you with Ms. Smakle?"

"Just wanted to tell you thank you for taking the case anyways."

"I am sorry Ms. Smakle but no good will come of me digging up old bones. Somethings need to just be left alone."

"I understand your opinion Agent Adamson, but some things are meant to rise from the ashes like the phoenix. I'll meet you at the airport we leave around 7 pm. Goodbye."

"Damn Damn triple Damn" Echo spouted in Russian as she walked out and rushed home to her surrogate mother.