When I reached the parking lot underneath the Enchantment building, Chris was nowhere in sight. I walked around the lot till I spotted him coming out one of the elevator doors.

"Chris." He turned at the sound of my voice.

"Bianca." He called, as I got closer.

"Hi. So what did you want to talk about?" I asked as I reached him.

"Why don't we walk and talk?" He led me away from the elevators.

"As you know, I am your mother's lawyer for her trial, well I was wondering if you had regained any of your memory yet? It could really help the case." He placed one very awkward hand on my shoulder as we stopped at one of pillars in the middle of the parking lot.

"Not that I really want to help defend my mother, but no, I haven't remembered anything about how Frankie's was killed." I shrugged off his hand.

"Oh, good. Well." I looked up at the light as that sharp pain hit my head again.

FLASH

Bianca, stepping out of the running shower for a second to grab a towel, hears a commotion coming from the room. Not wanting to disturb Frankie, she peeks through the crack between the wall and the door and starts to listen.

"You lost your focus, Stone. I want you out." A pissed off Chris Stamp tells Frankie.

"Whatever. I can get her back." She retorts stepping between him and the door.

"No, your assignment was to keep Bianca occupied and away from her mother while I work on Erica." Chris points a strict finger at Frankie.

"And I did. Besides the little intervals Erica's temper had with me, she hasn't even gone near Erica, unless Erica organized it, which in that case, I can't help. My assignment is fine."

"No, quite the opposite. I hope you don't forget you little heart felt phone call to Erica saying you lost your target? Your assignment went from fine to obliterated. Hello, you slept with some other guy. What you couldn't keep your libido in check? You failed. You know what you have to do now."

"NO! There's absolutely no way I am going to kill her. You can just forget that." Chris went to the bed, lifted a corner of the mattress up and pulled out a gun.

"You're the one who screwed up your assignment, now you know what comes next. Someone who works for someone as powerful as Proteus should learn how follow my orders; now do it." He handed her gun.

"No. I am not going to." She tossed the gun onto the bed. Bianca leaned a bit more into the door as it creaked open.

"What's that?" Chris asked as he eagerly eyed the bathroom door while Frankie looked just plain panicked.

"Nothing." She pushed him back from where he was heading towards the door.

"I thought you were just preparing to take a shower, but this makes things a bit more interesting." He pulled his gun out from behind his back.

"No. She's not in there. Just forget it." Frankie pleaded against him.

"If your not going to take care of her I will. Bianca? Bianca, are you in there?" He called out. Frankie looked scared as she reached over for her gun, trying to protect Bianca. BANG! A shot rang out. Bianca gasped as she watched Frankie's body crash to the floor. Chris just laughed.

"Bianca? It's time to come out here. I have something big and silver and fast for you." He snickered. Panic-stricken, Bianca looked around for an alternate means of exit. Coming up with nothing, she looked back at Chris, who had dropped his gun near Frankie and picked up hers as he headed for the bathroom door. Suddenly he stopped, not moving, he listened, then replaced Frankie's gun into his belt and made a hasty retreat to the door.

"We'll continue this later, Bianca." He called to her as he shut the door.

FLASH

I looked up at Chris, who was staring at me with his less than friendly eyes.

"What?" He asked.

"You. killed her. My mother didn't kill Frankie, you did." I told him. His eyes lit up as he reached behind his back and pulled a gun on me.