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"What's wrong?" Michael asked. He knew his sister very well.

"Something just doesn't seem right. This is too easy. I don't like it, and I can't put my finger on exactly why."

"Well, we just have to play the hand we have dealt. Once we have the car in their possession, the police can take over." He tried to reassure her, and it helped, but only a little.

"Ok. I'll be glad when this is over. I do owe Scott a thumping though."

"That was uncalled for in class today." Michael agreed.

"Did you find out anything interesting about the 'group' KITT?"

"Yes, all of them have pretty sizeable bank accounts. And most of them make their deposits on exactly the same day. I am surprised the police haven't caught on to that yet. " Tasha sighed.

"If all goes well, Devon will have a Porsche for me to bag, and bring in. I sure hope this works. Umm wouldn't it be funny if he liked the car, and wanted me to get another one? And that one being KITT?" She chuckled.

"Well, actually I was thinking of you bringing in a two for one. The Porsche and KITT. That way, if something goes wrong, you have KITT and I for backup." She liked that idea.

"Ok. KITT I hope you don't mind towing a car very less superior than you."

"I don't mind if its for the right cause" KITT replied.

"You'd better drop me off here, just in case they are watching me." Michael pulled over and let her out.

"Thanks for the ride Mr. Knight." And she watched him and KITT pull away. She walked over to Burger King and ordered a grilled chicken sandwich. She was hungry. She got a booth, and pulled out her notebook. might as well work on a few things while I'm eating she thought.

That's when Scott sat down. She tried not to look surprised.

"So you know Mr. Knight do you?" he asked.

"Just from the ride he gave me this morning, and class. He was headed this way so I figured that I would hitch a ride. I like his car."

"That's why I am here. Mr. Richen wants you to get that car instead. And I am supposed to help you." He said as she snickered.

"I don't need your help. I've been working on my own for as long as I can remember. You would only slow me down." Please still be monitoring me she thought.

"Then just remember. You blow this, you get blown." And then he got up and left. She lost her appetite, so she left. She decided to walk and find KITT. She opens up her cell phone and calls Devon.

"There has been a change of plans. They now want me to get KITT and bring him back. As far as I know, they just think that he is a hot car. They know nothing about what he can really do."

"Ok. We shall set KITT up in the apartment parking lot. And I will have the police standing by." Devon replied

"And have Michael hidden in the back." She said. "I'll be walking from Burger King. Be there in about 15."

"Ok." And they hung up. She took a deep breath and kept on walking.

She felt like she was being followed, so she pulled out her PDA and turned on the scanner feature. She was right. There was 2 men following her. She kept calm, and sent a warning to KITT. Just in case.

Once she was in the parking lot, and under the cover of darkness, she walked over to KITT, liked she owned him. She knew that even though his doors were locked, that her fingerprints were all she needed to get in. However she had to make it look like it took a lot more to get in.

After about 45 seconds of pretending to tinker with her PDA and the door, she opened it and got in. The windows were darkened so that no one could see in, so she just waited a moment, and started KITT up.

"Here we go. Are both of you all set?"

"Yes." Echoed both. She drove KITT like an expert right to the auto shop. She blew the horn once and the door opened. She drove in, shut the motor off, and got out. Michael was in the passenger seat, but no one could see him because of the blacked out windows. He had a perfect view from the monitors on KITT's dash. Also the interior is soundproof so no one can hear KITT and Michael talking. She sat on the hood.

"Is this what you wanted?" she said sounding smug.

"Very nice. I know we can get a pretty penny for that one. I have some other's for you to get. Here's the list." Mr. Richen hands her a piece of paper with names, cars, and addresses on it.

She wasn't impressed.