Chapter Six

Kaiba walked into his office after leaving the hospital. It had been an awful day. He sat down in his chair, and sifted through Parker's work. As he was about to go to his mini fridge he noticed that his answering machine was blinking, indicating there was a message. Odd, he thought, no one ever calls me. He pushed the play button.

Parker you nit! You forgot the vile for Carolyne! She was supposed to have been drugged days ago! Don't tell me you're backing out because your plans for Kaiba's sister fell through! Call me. 643-774-8854.

Kaiba glared at the machine. "Goddamn it!" He picked up the phone , and called Parker at home.

"Parker."

"You son of a bitch! You did this to Elizabeth!"

"Sir?" Parker's voice was full of innocence.

"You poisoned my sister!" Kaiba could hardly control himself. "You're going to pay, you bastard!"

"Sir, I have no idea what you're talking about!" Now he sounded terrified.

"You're lying. I have it on tape. Who was your accomplice?"

"Lance Lowell." He didn't care anymore. Kaiba would put him in jail anyway. At least he wouldn't go down alone. "From Lowell Enterprises."

"That asshole! How did he get to Elizabeth?"

"H-he…..I did it. That day we had the picnic, I poisoned her drink." Parker was overly calm now, accepting that he'd been caught.

Kaiba was silent, fuming. "Why, Parker? Why would you wish to bring ruin to me? Was I not generous enough?"

"I….Lowell threatened to kill me if I didn't help him."

"It got you nowhere. I'm calling the police. And by the way, you're fired." Kaiba hung up and put his head in his hands. So, he'd caught Lizzie's killer, but that didn't change the fact she was going to die. Or did it?? He sat up straighter, and started writing down a plan of action, pausing only to call the police.

After giving them the details, and promising to deliver the tape with the message on it, Kaiba hung up on the police chief. He had a lot of other things to do before he would tell anyone what he'd found out. It was going to be one long night.

The next morning dawned brightly. Mokuba had wound up spending the night with me at my apartment. He was up before I was, making us both breakfast. "Good morning, Bakura."

I smiled at him. "Morning. Did you sleep well?" I put a pot of water on for tea.

"Not reallly. I'm worried about Lizzie. Is she going to be all right, Bakura? No one will tell me anything. I don't like the unknown."

I sighed, and patted the place beside me at the table. "Sit down, Mo-Mo. I think we need to talk."

He looked at me, as if he understood what I was about to tell him was bad. "She's not going to be coming home, is she?" He looked down.

"No, she's not. She's got about two weeks to live, Mokuba." I answered him softly, feeling the familiar lump in my throat.

"It can't be true, Bakura! She's a Kaiba! We fight!" He choked out in tears.

"I know, I know….so do us Bakuras but, Mokuba, some things can't be helped."

"This could've been helped."

I looked up at the new voice. It was Rakura, my yami. "What do you mean?"

"She was poisoned."

"How were we supposed to know that, Rakura? It's too late to fix it now!"

"Not exactly. Kaiba's been up all night trying to find someone who had a part in it. It was an inside job."

"Seto found out who did it?" Mokuba brightened. "Maybe if he finds the person responsible, the person can reverse it."

"Fat chance. It was Lance Lowell. He's a sly one it seems. He's on a business trip in San Fransico."

"There's still a chance the police can track him down though." I smiled. This was good news.

"I hope so." Mokuba looked at the clock. "Crap! I'm going to be late. I gotta go, Bakura. Bye!" He ran out the door.

I looked at my yami. "How's your sister?"

"She's fine, for all I know." He seated himself in Mokuba's chair. "She's worried about her hikari though."

"I don't know how much more I can take,Rakura. This is so hard for me." I bowed my head in grievance.

"Don't worry, Ryou. I have a feeling everything is going to come out right after all." He vanished again, inside my Item.

I stood up, and after cleaning up the kitchen, I headed over the hospital, to see Lizzie. I had to agree with Rakura. Fate definitely had other plans for Elizabeth. It wasn't her time yet.