Chapter 2.

"No. They weren't found in the accident." Kirsten argued hours later as she waited to be placed into the woman's memories.

"Maybe that wasn't the accident day?" Camille offered.

"Well, it's the same clothes they're wearing now."

"Maybe they're just so poor that they need to wear the same clothes over and over again." Camille tried again.

"Did you see what car they had the accident in? They are not poor people." Linus had already cried over the smashed up Mustang when they were all briefed earlier.

"Car was stolen." Camille threw back.

"Can I stitch into Gypsy now?" Kirsten broke their attention.

After the annoying checks, Cameron initiated the stitch.

"Okay. I'm in a trailer home." Kirsten described her whereabouts. She looked out the window and saw the circus tent across the grass.

"She's talking with a teenager."

"Mother she is mine." He said to Gypsy.

"He's tall. And has dirty teen boy hair. But he looks… what's the word… pretty. She's proud of him. A little worried too." Kirsten looked around.

"Can you tell where the circus is? What the name is or what they're doing there?" Maggie asked.

"No names or logos. And I can't see any landmarks outside the circus." Kirsten checked out the windows. A girl with brown hair ran towards the mobile home and ran inside.

"I did it! I did it!" she yelled and threw her arms around the boy. "Thomas I did it."

"The boy's name is Thomas." Kirsten informed him.

"I'll do a search." Camille went to work on her pad.

"Now you beat that." The teen girl giggled and kissed him quickly. Gypsy cleared her throat. The girl jumped away from Thomas and looked at Gypsy as if she didn't know that she had been there.

"It's the girl with the blue hair." Kirsten stated.

"How do you know? That must be years ago." Cameron asked.

"The green eyes are hard to miss. She's really pretty."

"Katarzyna, it's not a competition." Gypsy stated. She clearly didn't like the girl.

"Her Name is Kat-arr-zhin-ah."

"How do you spell that?" Camille uttered. But went on searching.

"Jumping you to another memory."

"She's a problem, Hathor." Gypsy whispered in anger.

"Roman's real name is Hathor."

"On it." Camille searched.

Kirsten stood in front of Gypsy and Hathor arguing.

"She's a bad influence on him." Gypsy said.

"He wants her." Hathor countered.

"She's a nightmare. We have to get rid of her." Gypsy continued.

"Thomas won't let you. I'm telling you, leave it alone." Hathor warned. She seemed more annoyed than scared at his warning.

"I think she tried to kill Katarzyna. Another memory please. Take me to the accident. Okay. I'm in the back seat of the car. There's the little boy again and the little girl. Hathor is driving. Katarzyna is in the passenger seat. The little girl in the back seat is crying." Kirsten noticed something strange.

"Time's up, you gotta bounce." Cameron said as Kirsten typed in her passcode.

"Did you see where they were heading?" Maggie asked.

"No. They were driving through the woods. Funny thing though, Katarzyna was tied to the seat. With rope. Her wrists were bleeding as she tried to get free…"