Enter Knight...

Location: Los Angeles, CA

"What exactly do you mean, he's missing?" Wil asked, unsettled.

"We've searched his office and his apartment here in the city," Max replied. "We do have video of him leaving last night around 6:30pm. I have a copy of it for you."

"Good. And I want a full report on whatever you found at his apartment and his office as well. Send it to me via a secure e-mail," Wil requested.

"Yes sir, Mr. Knight. Do you need anything else?"

"No, but if you find anything, call me on this secure channel," Wil told him, handing him a card with a number on it. Max nodded his head as he accepted it. Wil stood and left the security office. Heading for the elevator, he pushed the up button. This elevator was an express one, and would deposit him on the top floor. Once there, he made his way to Devon's office.

"Hi Miriam. How are you doing?" Wil asked Devon's secretary.

Sniffling, she looked at him through red rimmed eyes. "Okay, I guess. It's all so upsetting. No one knows what has happened to Mr. Miles. Ooohhhh," she wailed. Wil patted her back.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off. Go home and rest. And try to not worry Miriam. I'm sure Devon is just fine," he said. She nodded her head. Standing up she grabbed her purse and her jacket. Sniffling, she said good-bye and headed towards the elevator. Wil made his way into Devon's office. Closing the door, he turned his cell phone on. Tapping in his four digit code, he activated a link to KARR.

"KARR, I want you to scan the whole office and analyze it for everything. Look for fingerprints, anything that could help us," he spoke into the phone.

"Scanning now," came the reply. Wil made his way over to Devon's desk and sat down. It was immaculate. Nothing was out of place, at all. Where had he gone? What had happened? Was Devon in trouble? He sighed in frustration. Beep-beep. His phone lit up.

"What did you find, KARR?"

"Not much of anything. I did analyze the video from security. It looks like Devon's regular driver did not pick him up. I'm trying to use facial recognition software to retrieve his name. His office, is another story. I'm detecting chemical residue. The kind used to professionally clean up crime scenes," he informed Wil.

"Interesting." He picked up the phone. "Max? Who was in here to clean this office?" He paused. "Find out and get back to me ASAP. Thanks." Hanging up, he turned to the computer and turned it on. "KARR, log into Devon's computer-" he never got to finish.

"I have already contemplated your intentions," his car answered him. "I have scanned his computer and have found nothing of any use. It has not been tampered with..." he trailed off. "I have detected a detonation device. It was activated when you turned the computer on. You must leave the office! It will explode in less than ten seconds!" As Wil jumped up and ran to the door, an explosion tore through the room.

Location: Knight Manor

"Our client is late," Michael said to his son. Standing up from behind his desk, he came around to sit on the front of it. "Something's not right. I can feel it."

His son opened one eye and looked at his dad. "Me too. Let's get in touch with Wil." Stretching, he took his feet off the desk and stood up. He reached over and hit the button to activate the hidden TV over the mantel. The two black vehicles sitting in their bays looked peaceful. "KI3T? Get in touch with KARR and see if everything is okay."

"Is something the matter?" his vehicle asked.

"Maybe. We each just have a hunch that something's not right," Mike told him.

"Should we also try to reach Bonnie, Sarah and April?" the other black car asked, his single scanner popping on.

"That's a good idea KI2T. Try to reach them, start with Bonnie first," the elder Knight said. The door bell rang at that moment. Michael and Mike looked at each other, then both made their way to the foyer. Michael reached the door first. Opening it, he found an attractive blonde standing there. She smiled at him.

"I'm so sorry for being late," she said. "I had a little trouble finding my way here. May I come in?"

"Certainly. My name is Michael Knight. This is my son, Mike," he replied. He shook her hand.

"Thank you. My name is Jaime Sommers. I work for Oscar Goldman, your nephew knows him," she informed them. "Shall we go into the den and discuss why I'm here?"

"By all means," Michael said, leading the way back into the den. As soon as they were settled, he asked, "Why does the OSI need our help?"

"Because you have the most advanced artificial intelligence in the world. Oscar figures that your vehicles-," she hesitated,looking at the two men, "-can be programmed to detect the stolen parts taken from the army."

"We'll need numbers for the missing parts in order for us to do that," Mike responded. He watched as she pulled out three flash drives from her purse.

"Oscar tells me that you can use these. There's one for each car." She handed them to Mike. He stood up. "I'll take these down and have Zoe and Billy start downloading them," he told them. "Nice to meet you Jamie." He headed out into the foyer and stopped. The door was slightly open. Hadn't he seen his father close it? He walked towards it slowly. Click. That was the sound of a gun being armed. Mike turned around. There was a man dressed in black pointing a small hand gun at him. He was smiling wickedly.

"If you value being alive, you won't try anything cute," he whispered. Waving the gun, he motioned for Mike to go back into the den. "Hands up." Mike walked back into the den, hands raised.

"Uhh, dad, we have a visitor." Michael and Jaime stood up, eying the man behind him. The man shoved Mike further into the room.

"Hey!" Jaime shouted at him. She looked at him and gauged the distance between him and herself. The chair she had been sitting in, was between them. She raised her leg, putting her foot on the edge of the seat of the chair and shoved it. The chair flew across the distance, knocking into the man. He fell over the back of the chair, losing his grip on the gun. It skittered across the floor, stopping at Jaime's feet. Bending down, she picked it up. Holding it in her left hand, she placed her right hand over the barrel. She bent it down, then placed the gun in her right hand where she crushed it completely. Turning to look at the astonished looks on the faces of the two men watching at her, she grinned. "I just hate guns, don't you?" The guy picked himself up, seeing the gun, turned and started running for the front door. "Oh no you don't!" Jaime yelled, within seconds had caught up to the man. She reached out with her right arm and grabbed the back of his shirt, jerked him back into the foyer. Hearing screeching, she looked back out the open front door to see two black cars come to a complete stop. Mike and Michael stooped down and picked up the unconscious mystery man.

"That was impressive," Michael told her. His son nodded, staring at her in awe.

"Thanks, but please don't tell anyone what you saw me do," she asked them. They both nodded.

"Can I at least ask how you did that?" Mike asked her.

Before she could respond, KI3T answered, "She is equipped with bionics."

Startled, Jaime turned to see where the voice came from. "Tell it to stop. I didn't give anyone permission to be scan me," she said irritably.

"No more scanning," Michael told the vehicles. The man they were carrying started to wake up. "Let's rest him up against KI3T and ask some questions." Setting him down, the man started to convulse. "What's going on?" Michael shouted.

"He's dying," KI2T stated. "Apparently he had a cyanide capsule concealed in the back of his mouth."

"What the hell is going on around here?" Jaime asked.

"That's what I'd like to know," both Knight's said at the same time.

"I think I'd better be leaving. Tell Wil Oscar says hello and let us know if he needs anything else," Jaime told them. Turning, she said goodbye and headed to her car.

"What did this guy want? And who was he working for?" Mike asked out loud.

"Did you get in touch with KARR?" Michael asked KI3T.

"Actually I did. I was about to tell you when this man showed up." He paused. "Devon is missing and there has been an explosion inside his office."

"What!" Michael exclaimed. "Was anyone hurt or in the office?"

"Yes," came the reply, "Wil was in the office when the bomb went off."