"Okay, this is going to be harder to maneuver than I thought. Well." Anna stared out at the road.

"What? Do you have a plan again?" I asked her as we reached David's cabin.

"Yea. Well, at least the start of one. But it's going to get tricky now that there's more and more people involved by the minute." She walked into the cabin that was totally empty. David was probably still at work.

"Why don't you tell me it and I can see if I can help you with it?" She seemed to consider her options for a moment but the finally smiled.

"Yea, why not? You're a bright girl. What I was thinking was we could corner Chris at the Crystal Ball. I mean before all these people got involved, I was thinking maybe somehow we could trick Chris into spilling the beans or something."

"I don't know if he's going to the ball for sure, though." I interjected.

"Why wouldn't he? It'd be the perfect time to see all the misery he's created." She sat up from the chair she sat in.

"Well, if he's still trying to get in good with my mom, he'll be at home with her. She got a little tracker anklet that allows her only to go from home to Enchantment and back again. I doubt she'll be going to Wildwind."

"Ah, good thinking. Then we'll have to lure him there, then. Hmmm.you don't think your mom would watch the TV coverage of the Crystal Ball, do you?" She asked.

"Yea, probably. This will be the first time she hasn't gone. And after last year, well, let's just say I think she'll be watching."

"Why? What happened last year?"

"Oh nothing in particular. Nevermind, ask David. I don't feel like talking about it. But she'll be watching it." I smiled.

"Okay. Well, that will work to our advantage then, if everything goes according to plan."

"What do you have in mind?"

"I was thinking, with the help of our little co-host partner here, we could maybe walk behind Hayley or something. And if, in fact, your mom does watch the TV coverage, Chris will be there and see us. Thinking this would be a perfect ending to two annoying birds like us." She laughed.

"He'll come and, well, one swift call to the cops will take care of the rest. That is if we can gather everything else. There will be so many people listening at the Ball, he won't be able to shoot us all."

"I like the way you think. And the whole thing's poetic all at the same time. Caught by his ego, that'll be hilarious. What do we have to gather?" I was in plan mode now; there was no stopping me. My resolve face was on; Chris was going to pay.