I would so love to say that I have a good excuse for the late update, but most of you have probably already noticed my unfaithfulness. But I actually do have an explanation ready! Since Febuary I have been kept quite busy. I'm working 100% plus overtime, study 20%, I work out four hours a week, I'm working on my driver license and somewhere in between all this I have to cook and eat and sleep. The only actual writing time I've had for some time now are monday and thuseday evening as well as fifteen to twenty-five minutes each morning. The result; I collapsed last week. Don't worry, I'll cut down on some things I do and take better care of myself. Promise!

There was something else I wanted to say, but it just slipped my mind... well, whatever. It was probably not important. Thank you to all who are reading this story! It makes me really happy and the writing worthwhile!

About the chapter; I hope I've managed to gather up all loose ends in this. If I have missed anything, please tell me and I'll work it out. Somehow. However, there are only at most seven chapters left if everything goes as planned.

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EDIT. The years didn't match up, but it's fixed now (I hope...)

Suspicions

Fuwa Sho lay awake on his bed. He had a lot on his mind and didn't want most of it. He tried to think about what work he had to get done first thing when he returned to Tokyo the next day, but a pair of bright, glaring eyes got in the way. Kyoko. She could handle things on her own. That girl had always carried all her burdens alone and would most probably do so until the day she died. So why should he feel worried about her?

Sho was just getting riled up when a hard knock on the door disturbed him.

"What is it?" he called and went to open, but the door beat him to it by opening from outside, revealing Kilill-san and one of the location's staff people. Kilill-san had a tense expression and he walked straight to the middle of the room where he abruptly stopped staring straight ahead.

Sho turned to the man still standing in the doorway, waiting for an explanation.

"Fuwa-san," the man greeted with a quick salute. "I am sorry to inform that you are not allowed to leave the cottage for a while."

"What?"

"My apologies, Fuwa-san. Captain has ordered that nobody leave their cottage until the situation is cleared."

"What situation?"

"Mogami Kyoko has been poisoned," Kilill hissed an explanation.

Sho's heart stopped.

"Captain doesn't suspect anybody," the other man said reassuringly. "But if it was an attempted murder we must of course contact the police. Captain is just starting a search for the poison and if it can't be found in the team she belongs to we will have to search your luggage and equipment too, I'm afraid."

"Thank you," Kilill-san said stiffly. "Please leave now and we'll go to sleep. It's been a long day."

The man bowed and backed out of the door, closing it quietly.

Sho just stood there, not knowing what to do with himself. The words had hit him like falling boulders. He couldn't breathe. Kyoko… Kyoko had… been poisoned? Attempted murder? Murder Kyoko?

A large hand roughly patted his back and Sho stumbled forward, landing painfully on his knees. He gasped, both from the pain of impact and lack of air.

"You know Mogami Kyoko personally?"

The Japanese man looked up into Kilill-san's intense blue eyes. His brows were furrowed and the tattoos standing out against his pale skin. Sho fixed his attention on the tattoos, his mind still in deep shock. Those thin black lines were good to look at instead of the older man's knowing eyes.

"You know Mogami Kyoko personally."

Sho forced himself to snap out of it. He couldn't do that, but he had always been good at pretending not to care. He rose to his feet and dusted off his knees.

"She's just a childhood friend," he stated as indifferently as he could manage and pretended that squeak to his voice wasn't there. "Why'd you slap me? It really hurt."

"You almost faint," the Russian man pointed out.

Sho snorted, but the truth was that he really felt faint. He needed an escape, somewhere he could sort out his thoughts and think properly and where Kilill-san wasn't staring at him with such an intense gaze.

"I'm going to bed." It was the best Sho could come up with at the moment, so he turned around and took a step towards his private area of the cottage. "Wake me up…"

A hard hand grabbed Sho's shoulder painfully and threw him against the wall. Kilill-san was just as strong as he seemed to be. Even though he had really slender fingers they felt like iron when they held Sho around the upper arm and grabbed his collar.

"Listen to me," the older man ordered with his deep voice. Sho's heart trembled from the sound of it. "I been there and lost many. Ivy say this; the living live, and that will change."

"She's not…!" Sho started, but the denial he wanted to voice stuck in his throat. He understood what Kilill-san said, but couldn't accept it. "She can't…!" he tried again. "Kyoko is… Kyoko, for god's sake! She won't… wouldn't just…"

"I before told you, Fuva. If you take that girl for granted she will be gone when you turn your back."

Sho remembered those words. He had forcibly pushed them to the back of his mind just so he could get some proper sleep. Kilill-san's voice was very soft for some reason, and the tone he used had Sho wishing he was anywhere but here. It hurt too much. He wasn't used to this kind of feelings. This chill of fear that made him feel like he was going to be sick.

"Kyoko has… always been there… always…"

"Da," Kilill-san's gentle voice cut through Sho's defences like a bullet. "Aleksandra-nee-san and Akilina-nee-san were always there for me. Faina-nee-san and Esfir-nee-san were always there. My twin was always there. Now only I am here, Fuva."

"So what!" Sho's sudden outburst caught the elder by surprise. "So what if your sisters are gone? They aren't like Kyoko. She always come through, even if she don't have friends and her mother is mean to her, she always come through."

"Her mother?" Kilill-san blinked. "You mean Polnoch Sana?"

If Sho's world had been spinning, it stopped now. He knew his hearing was perfect, so he couldn't have heard wrong. The words repeated in his head like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, but they couldn't fit together.

"What… did you say?"

"Polnoch Sana, her real name be Mogami Sana, is it not?"

"Moga… mi?" The pieces fell into place with the sound of the world crashing. "POLNOCH SANA IS KYOKO'S MOM!" That's why there had been a bell ringing in the back of his head when they met! That's why his mother had given her a letter! Polnoch Sana is Kyoko's mom! Kyoko's mom had taken his measures and smiled at him! Kyoko's mom!

Kirill held up the younger man as Fuva's body suddenly went limb. How come this was such a shock for him? Kirill could tell from the Japanese man's voice he had had enough for tonight. His consciousness had escaped him and something painful was rising inside him.

With a sigh Kirill draped one of Fuva's arms around his neck and half carried half lugged the teenager to his bed and let him down on it, covering him with the blanket. This was all he could do for now.

As he walked up to his own bed, pulling his shirt off at the same time, Kirill tried to gather all the information he had.

Fuva had just confirmed that Polnoch Sana indeed was Mogami Sana and Mogami Kyoko's mother, which in turn meant that the designer was the woman his uncle had wanted to marry. The only uncertainty was if Mogami Kyoko was really Naum's daughter. Even if her age was about right, there was nothing that confirmed Polnoch Sana's loyalty. She could have had a child with another man right after she went back to Japan after that incident. However, that wouldn't explain Kirill's bond to her. He was pretty sure there was one. Yes, Mogami Kyoko had to be Naum's daughter, which automatically made her Kirill's cousin.

He sat down on the edge of his bed, resting his elbows on his knees and his head against his knuckles. He had finally found Naum's woman and now he knew Polnoch Sana had given birth to Naum's daughter, but that didn't solve anything. It rather had caused a whole new lot of problems on the already mile-long list. How was Kirra involved? Why had Mogami Kyoko been poisoned? Did Polnoch Sana know he was here and who he was? On top of that there were Ivy's words last night. She was right. Even if he did find pieces of his old family now it didn't mean he'd be able to patch it up. He certainly did have a new family now, and for anything in the world he wouldn't give up on it.

However, that didn't mean he shouldn't care about his cousin. Kirra had wanted to say something when she kidnapped him that day, otherwise she wouldn't have told him about Mogami Kyoko.

Kirill shook his head. This was too much for him to solve alone. He should go to sleep and hope to talk to Yuni tomorrow. She'd know what to do. Mogami Kyoko was safe in Faina's care, Kirill was sure. He trusted his sister would protect her.

So, with that slightly reassuring thought, Kirill crawled under the covers to catch some sleep.

It was dark where she was. No, her eyes were closed, that's why it was dark. It was better this way. As long as she kept her eyes closed she wouldn't have to face anyone or anything.

But darkness couldn't close out sounds. They penetrated the abyss she tried to hide in like burning spikes.

"Kuu Hizuri's son. Corn-san."

The image danced teasingly on the inside of her eyelids. Corn flying through the air. Tsuruga-san flying through the air.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

That false, poisonous, slimy gentleman smile. Tsuruga-san had been lying. For how long had he been lying to her? How long had he been leading her on? How much had he been laughing at her?

The bitter taste of betrayal. She had gotten used to it by now, but that didn't make the pain less real now than the first time this happened. Shotaro had been leading her on throughout her life and it hurt as much now as it had when she realized it. Corn too. The brightest shining gem in her memory, the happiness she always recalled so that she could move on. It was all a lie too.

There had been no light. The happiness had been a veil. Corn had been lying all along.

Tsuruga-san had been lying all along.

"Why do I always… fall for it?"

Doctor Ludmil turned his attention to his patient. Had he just imagined that? The girl on the bed was still swaying between sleeping and unconsciousness. He had been with her all night now. The clock was nearing four in the morning. The search for drugs and poison had resulted in nothing last night, so the suspicion that someone was trying to kill this girl was still in the air. However, Captain had decided to wait until morning before she searched the other two teams.

The doctor sighed quietly and gently caressed his patient's forehead.

So young, she didn't deserve death. Not yet.

Tsuruga Ren hadn't slept. It was bad, he knew, but they wouldn't be able to work much today. Last night they had been informed of a situation where a girl from one of the other teams had been poisoned, and that they were all confined to their little collection of cottages until the situation had cleared.

To say Ren was worried would be an understatement. A girl from one of the other teams had been poisoned. He hoped it wasn't Mogami-san. But Captain-san had said Mogami-san had taken drugs. Ren didn't want to believe it. Why would Mogami-san take drugs? For what?

Poisoned.

Suspicion of an attempted murder.

Ren did hope it wasn't Mogami-san. He had fought reality all night, but it was a tough opponent. Also, Mogami-san's words yesterday.

"You are just like Sho."

That was certainly a kick to the chins. Damn, wrapping it up nicely like that didn't work. In reality it was like a bullet through his heart! Why would she say something like that? Mogami-san was not the person to throw a phrase like that on people. Not making accusations of making fun of her either.

Could she really have heard Captain-san call him Corn?

Ren swallowed. This was a terrible mess and he had no idea of where to turn. He needed help to sort this out. Yashiro would be the most obvious person he'd turn to, but not right now.

Lory Takarada dismounted the giant Shire horse and handed the reins to Sebastian. Taking off the knight's helmet and removing the right glove from his hand he accepted the ringing cell phone his secretary handed him.

"This is Sir Takarada of the round table. How can I serve you my assistance today?"

"President. It's me."

Lory blinked. This was unusual. "Ren. You don't call me often. Has something happened?"

"Yes."

Certainly unusual. Lory thought. It was rare for Ren to call at all, even more so to sound so helpless and straight to the point.

He closed the door to his office.

"Tell me, Ren."

"It's about Mogami-san. I… I don't really know if it's her, but a girl from one of the other teams has been poisoned."

A chill went through Lory's body. The heavy armour he wore didn't protect him against words, he had known that.

"Ren. Tell me everything. Why do you suspect it is Mogami-kun?"

An hour later Lory hung up and stared at the device in his hand with a thoughtful and troubled expression. He had promised Ren he would look into things, but before he had promised himself not to get involved with Mogami-kun anymore. Now he had to break that promise. If Mogami-kun was indeed at risk of dying, he had to do something. Actually, though it hurt him so much to think it, he had a suspect already.

Mogami Saena.

Lory believed in love to be the heart of everything and the feeling that made people walk and live. He wished he had never met that woman. Lory was eccentric most of the time, but not stupid. He had given up on the search for Mogami-kun's father, but now Ren had unexpectedly delivered an important clue. Captain Latch Faina of Kioku, her uncle had worked together with Kuu long ago. Captain Latch was originally from Russia, and Kuu had only ever acted with one Russian actor; Lastotjka Naum.

Lory didn't wait. He couldn't dump this one on Sawara-san. If Mogami-kun really had been poisoned for one reason or another every second was valuable. He had to look it up himself instantly.

This man had been the president of L.M.E since it was founded, because of course, he had founded it himself. Since then thousands and thousands of people had come and gone through his office and his life, not even Lory could remember all of them without help. The fact was also that he had never met Naum-san in person.

So Lory had Sebastian help him take off the chest armour. He wore a mail underneath his tunica with his own shield. In this attire he sat down on his sofa in front of his portable computer. Connecting it to the archives Lory started tapping away.

Checking up Captain Latch first Lory checked family status; unmarried with no children. Family; unknown. He would have to ask her to update this.

Hizuri Kuu. Lory skipped all the personal facts and went straight to the merit list. It took a few minutes, but Lory managed to find the people he had been looking for; Polnoch Sana, designing the special attire for all male stuff in the movie Mended Hearts, under the name of Mogami Saena. She must have changed her name some time after this, because this was her first really big job.

Staring in the same movie was also this man; Lastotjka Naum, in Japan known under the alias Lasto Namu. Lory made a new search for this man.

The side came up.

"What the…" L.M.E's president couldn't help but stare. It was true. His intuition had been correct. He had seen this man's eyes often enough. Lasto Namu is Mogami-kun's father! He had had a romantic relationship with Polnoch Sana, even making her pregnant. What became of this woman and her daughter was history.

Lory continued his searching. Naum's merit list didn't say anything interesting, only the things he'd done in Japan. Lory cursed under his breath. If he wanted to know what Naum had been doing in Russia, he'd need to read Russian papers and sites, and he couldn't read Russian. He only knew some greeting phrases and common politeness, but that's the end of his knowledge. He had been reading Russian a few years ago, but hadn't finished his studies and now Lory couldn't remember half of what he had learnt. It really was a shame that a brain couldn't store more information that he wanted it to.

But that didn't matter, because Captain Latch Faina could tell him most to everything that he wanted to know.

It was nearing midday this sunny day and Sho refused to go outside. Kirill left him to go and see Yuni.

The cottages were guarded by only a few staff men who nodded at him.

"I'm only going to see the girls," Kirill felt the need to explain.

"We won't stop you, sir. As long as you don't leave the area you're free to move."

"Oh. Thank you."

"Pardon the trouble," the man said with a slight smile.

Kirill nodded his understanding and went to the cottage where the girls resided. He knocked on the door and Malin opened it instantly.

"Oh, it's just you. Come on in."

"Were you waiting for someone?" Kirill asked jokingly, earning a light punch on his arm. He couldn't help it. Malin was funny to tease when she was edgy.

"Kirill, what happened?" Yuni asked and rose from her chair, her face a mirror of worry.

"Nothing, really. I just want to talk to you."

With a deep sigh of relief, Yuni fell back into the armchair and held her head. "Please don't scare me like that. I thought you came to say the poisoned girl has died."

"Do you know who it is?"

"No, but we figured that if she died, you'd know it first."

"Oh… I see."

Kirill indecisively stood and weighted on his feet.

"If you have something to say," Ivy's voice carried from the corner of the room "just say it. Your nervousness does nothing to help."

"You're right, it doesn't," Kirill admitted and looked around for somewhere to sit.

Malin stood from the chair she had occupied with Zoya and sat on the armrest of Yuni's chair. Kirill smiled at seated.

"The one who was poisoned, it's Mogami Kyoko."

Yuni sat straighter in her chair. Malin sprung up.

"Say what! Why? Why her? Last night the staff said they couldn't let us out because of the suspicion of murder! Murder, Kirill!"

"I know. Faina came to get me after we were done filming last night." The girls nodded. They remembered that. "You know Faina is my older sister, that's why she got me, and she told me she had found Mogami Kyoko standing in the forest and supposedly on drugs."

Malin slowly sat down, her eyes still wide and her mouth hanging open.

"What happened, Kirill?" Yuni asked quietly.

"To be honest, I have no solid ideas of what's happened, but gathering everything from when we arrived in Japan to now, I'm willing to make a guess."

"Wait, my head is spinning. I can't gather my thoughts. Whatever's happened in Japan, please sum it up for me," Malin begged, holding her head.

"Of course. Malin, you know I've heard a certain voice ever since we landed? I recall I told you all."

"Yes."

"Yesterday I could confirm that voice belong to a pretty young actress; Mogami Kyoko, whom you have met once, correct."

"Yes, I remember her. She's the little nice girl who took care of Zoya when you decided to get your ass abducted."

"Not now, Malin," Ivy said firmly.

Kirill looked over to the blind woman who sat with a nervous-looking Elexa in her arms. Ivy seemed to take all of this very soberly. For that Kirill was grateful.

"Right, good thing you brought that up, Malin. The one who kidnapped me is my twin sister Kirra whom I believed was dead. She didn't tell me much and she didn't hurt me. However, there are three important aspects of Kirra's act that was… interesting, so to say."

"Except for Zoya being left in Miss Mogami's care?" Yuni asked.

"No, including that," Kirill corrected solemnly. "Kirra is cunning, always was, there is a reason she left Zoya with Mogami of all people. The second aspect is that she appeared before me at all without doing anything. I'm willing to bet my whole career she has a finger in this game somehow, if not, she would never have talked to me eye to eye."

"And the third 'interesting' aspect?" Malin asked warily.

"That Kirra asked me if I remembered my uncle Naum, and then dropped the information that the name of the girl she had left Zoya with was named Mogami, the same last name as uncle's Japanese fiancée."

The women all sucked in that detail.

"So this voice that has distracted you so much since our arrival here is your cousin?" Ivy asked for clarification. Kirill swallowed because of her tone of voice.

"I do believe so, but I have no solid proof. Yet."

"And she is the girl who right now is treated for poisoning in Kioku's infirmary?"

"Yes."

The blind woman made a face. "If that is the case, it will be quite hard to contact her in the immediate future."

"Yes, I know. Though I'm still not certain how to approach her at all. Because, even if she is my cousin, she didn't grow up knowing my uncle, her father."

"Why is that?" Malin asked.

Kirill opened his mouth to answer, but the words stuck in his throat. He tried again, but he still couldn't say it. He sent a pleading look to Yuni.

"Because," the little woman started slowly, "when Naum Lastotjka came back to Russia with his fiancée, his fans maimed a woman in his company, believing that woman was the bride-to-be."

Malin slowly straightened, eyes wider than ever, but it seemed she couldn't find anything to say and just slumped back.

"That's so cruel."

Kirill glanced over to Elexa, his little girl. She was crying, and the sight cut into the man's heart. He could only nod.

"What happened with the real fiancée? This Mogami woman?" Ivy asked clearly. Her strong voice somehow eased a portion of the tension in the room.

"Actually, I don't know," Kirill admitted. "At least not the details. In short, uncle Naum's woman returned to Japan immediately after the incident and never returned."

"But the woman was pregnant already?" Ivy inquired.

"She must have been, but I didn't know. The suspicion that uncle even had a daughter didn't hit me before Kirra told me of Mogami Kyoko."

Ivy hummed quietly, patting Elexa's soft locks in a comforting manner. "I see."

"So in the end, no matter where it started, it ends with Mogami Kyoko," Yuni concluded.

"Pretty much," Kirill confirmed.

The little woman made a face saying she really didn't like the situation. She chewed on her thumb glaring at the wall. Mogami Kyoko, she was the nice girl who had helped Yuni out on her arrival to Japan. The preparations of her arrival had been poor to say at least and Miss Mogami had been of great help. From Kirill's explanation and his reactions regarding the voice of Miss Mogami and the girl in person Yuni knew that the young girl was suffering too. Fate was really cruel to a selected few while some people wasn't even aware if its cruelty.

"What about Fuwa?" Malin suddenly asked.

"Fuva?" Kirill stared incredulously at Malin. "What about Fuva?"

"He knows Mogami personally. They are even childhood friends."

The Russian man stared at her, and then slapped a hand over his face. Yes they were. He had spoken to Fuva only last night, but the information hadn't clicked until now. Last night he had been too upset to think straight.

"I spoke to Fuwa only the day before yesterday," Malin explained slowly. "It seems Mogami and Fuwa are childhood friends. I thought they could be brother and sister, but Fuwa denied it, saying… He said; I. Am. Not. Her. Son. His exact words."

"Yes, I remember you said that," Yuni nodded. "Thus another two pieces adds to this puzzle; the relationship between Fuwa and Miss Mogami's mother, as well as the relationship between mother and daughter."

"But she doesn't know her father," Elexa suddenly piped up slowly. "Why? Did her father not want her?"

"I don't think he even knew he had a daughter, sweetheart," Kirill explained with a sad smile.

"Why not?"

"Because even if Mogami's father tried to contact Mogami's mother, she never answered."

"Why not? Didn't she receive the letters?"

"I don't know, honey. Maybe not. Or maybe she was scared that…"

Yuni, Malin and Elexa stared at the only male in the room as he seemed to be hit by a thought. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes stared intently at Elexa. It was obvious some pieces of information had connected in his brain.

"She might not have received your uncle's letters or…?" Yuni prompted.

"Or maybe… he didn't receive hers."

"Wouldn't it be easier to just track down your uncle's woman and ask her straight out?" Ivy asked impatiently, thinking rationally as always.

"I know who she is," Kirill said absent-mindedly. "Mogami's mother is Polnoch Sana."

The sudden silence in the room didn't dawn on Kirill until after a few seconds. He looked up to find all the girls, even Ivy, stare at him.

"What?"

Malin and Yuni exchanged looks.

"Kirill," Ivy said slowly. "You are incredible."

"What? What have I done?"

"Missed her?" Elexa said with a nervous smile.

Kirill frowned and looked to Yuni, silently asking what exactly he had missed.

"You know Polnoch Sana was supposed to design cloths for me when I arrived?" Yuni asked tentatively.

"Yes…?"

"Asami also managed to assign Polnoch Sana to design the cloths we've been wearing for this very PV."

The information still didn't come through to the Russian man. Malin decided to make it a front attack, hoping it would be painless.

"The same day you were absent from work and got kidnapped, Polnoch Sana came to the studio to take our measures. You missed her."

Kirill felt like he had just been caught on candid camera. He slapped his face and groaned, slumping in the armchair he sat in.

"So," Ivy said, trying to keep a straight face, even though the situation had just turned quite hilarious. "You, your twin Kirra in Tokyo, your older sister Faina here, Polnoch Sana and Fuva. Are there more people connected to Mogami Kyoko or is it safe to ask what happened to your uncle now, Kirill?"

"If there are more people involved, I'm not sure I want to know," the man said, rubbing his face as if that could take away the irony. He sighed deeply. "Uncle Naum is dead."

"How?"

Faina picked up her cell phone and quirked an eyebrow at the hidden number. Her staff was only just finished thoroughly searching through the second drama team on the site, luckily coming up empty-handed once again, and was heading towards the PV filming team where her brother was at.

She answered the phone with a curt "Latch."

"Captain Latch Faina-dono. This is Takarada Lory, president of L.M.E."

"If you want to send a team to Kioku I must decline. I have my hands full, president," Faina said matter-of-factly. She was really not in the mood to deal with work right now.

"Yes. I am afraid I have been informed about your matter at hand, Captain. Which is indirectly the reason of my call."

Faina stopped and her men with her. "Please definite your choice of words, president."

"I have a few personal questions," the voice in the phone said seriously.

Faina thought for a second before she turned to her staff. "Go ahead, but don't start anything before I arrive."

"Yes Captain."

The tall woman waited until she was alone before she turned and took a different path. Once she was certain she was alone she put the cell back to her ear. "You want to know what has happened?" she asked, straight to the point.

"I do. Please tell me the name of the girl who was poisoned."

"Kyouko. She belongs to your agency."

A silence on the other line momently alerted Faina. She had shared that information solely because the president of an agency deserved to know what happened to his artists, but what the president decided to do now she could only guess, and the longer the man on the other line stayed silent the more anxious Faina got.

"I see. How is she?"

The Russian woman blinked. The president's voice sounded genuinely remorseful and sad. She silently sighed from relief. "I have not seen to her since this morning, but the doctor here will contact me should Mogami-san's condition worsen."

"That's a relief. Thank you for taking such good care of my girl…"

"Your girl, president?"

"Yes, Mogami-kun is very dear to me, which leads straight to my next question. Mogami-kun's father is also your uncle Lastotjka Naum?"

Faina blinked from surprise. That was certainly not on her list of expected questions. "I don't know, but I have suspected as much."

"So you didn't know?"

"About a child, no."

"But about Lasto-san's relationship with a Japanese woman?"

"Mogami Sana, aka Polnoch Sana. Yes, I know."

"Um… yes. Of course. I must ask you to update your profile, Captain. Your family status says 'unknown'."

It was with wariness Faina glanced sideways, as if the president she was talking to was standing there. "I will," she answered slowly. "How did you know?"

"Know what?"

The answer was so fast and innocent-sounding Faina wished she could see his face. It would be so much easier to judge the president's intentions if she could just see his face.

"It doesn't matter. I will update my profile and send it to the archive as soon as I have cleared up the situation at hand. Will you please help me send a prayer for me not to find anything confirming an attempted murder?"

"I will, Captain. With all my heart."

"Thank you. Do you have any more questions?"

"Yes. I would like to know where Lastotjka Naum is and how to contact him."

"I'm afraid you can't contact him, president. Uncle committed suicide twelve years ago."