Boston, August 18

It was a nice summer day in Boston and hot as hell. Nate Ford was sitting in his loft, with the rest of the leverage team(Sophie, Hardison, and Parker), deciding which case they should take up next.

"I say we take the case with the mother and two child, I mean it should a priority that we take case with child involved." Sophie said, leaning against the island, nursing for glass of cranberry juice.

"No, I think she should help the man take lost his whole business in computer programming. The guy has nothing and he's like what? 60?" Agreed Hardison, bringing up a picture of the older man, "See, that's just a face that says 'Help me leverage! You're my only hope!'"

Nate stood up from the couch, turning to everyone "Well, I think-" when the door bell rang. "-I should answer that." He walked over to the door, to see it was a man with a yellow envelope. "Yes?"

"A package here for you, sir?" Handing Nate the envelope, and walked away.

"Ok?"

"What is it? Is it money?" Parker asked as every gathered in the center of the loft, waiting for Nate to open it.

"I don't know what it is Parker." He opened the yellow envelope to see a few piece of paper and a CD. "Hardison." Handing the CD over to Hardison, who took it to see what was on it. Nate pushed out the paper and silently read them, when his face slowly turned pale.

"Nate?" Sophie said coming over to stand behind Nate.

"It's from an old friend of mine, Victor, who died a while ago. He wants me to take in his student, and keep her from herself."

Hardison got the CD playing on the big 6 Tvs and a man came up onto the screen. He looked in his older years, about 80 or so, with white hair, pale skin and light blue eyes. He didn't look like he had much time left. The team gathered on the couch and watch.

"Nate, my old friend. If you are watching this, I'm probably dead (he slightly laughs). I always wanted to say that. Nate, I need your help. You remember visiting me, back about 20 or so years ago, seeing a little girl cling to my side, like a lost puppy? Well now … she's really lost. (a picture of a little young popped up on the screen. She had to be no more older than 8, with a short blonde hair, deep blue eyes and a smile on her face) This is Sapphire, as you can tell by those beautiful eyes of hers. (pops another picture of her older, about in her early/mid 20s or so, still with that same smile)She has been by my side since she was 7 years old, and her mother didn't want her anymore. I love her like she was my own. I trained her in the ways of all forms of Marital arts, guns, knifes. I trained her in grifting, and she figured out how to steal things that she wanted on her own. She is probably the greatest … well, EVERYTHING there is. I have yet to see her failure at anything. She was just so skilled in everything she did, but with that, I never taught her … well, how to live on her own. Everything I tried, she cry and refuse to leave my side, and like an idiot, I couldn't refuse her. This is where you come in. She going to take my death hard Nate, very hard. I know what she is going to do. She going to go insane Nate, she was kill and steal. I'm sure she has already. Find her and save her Nate. She's a good kid, and will be misguided by my death. Please Nate. I can't stand thought of her of her doing all those bad things …because of me. Help her Nate. On one of pieces of paper, there is a list of her aliases, or at least the one she normally uses, all her bank accounts and other things."

"Well Nate?" Sophie asked, as everyone in the room looked at Nate. Just then, Eliot walked into the loft was two bags of groceries and saw everyone sitting on the couch.

"Hey, what did I miss?"

Nate looked at everyone, "Let's steal a bank account."