After everything that has happened since we decided to stay at this hotel, I didn't think anything would surprise me. Well until I turned the corner and saw Uncle Bret choking Shawn Michaels.

I went up to him and tried to pry his hands away from his throat. It's a good thing my mother and Oje weren't here right now.

"What are you doing here Michaels?" He asked squeezing his throat even tighter.

"Came...to...talk...to...you." Shawn wheezed between breaths.

"How did you know where we were?" There was silence. Uncle Bret squeezed harder. "How did you know where we were?"

"Front...desk...am...a...zing...what...a...hun...dred...doll...ars...will...get...you."

Uncle Bret let go and hit him in the face. Shawn fell to the floor gasping for breath. "What do you know?"

"Nothing."

Uncle Bret picked him up and started choking him again.

"Okay... I'll...talk!" Uncle Bret removed his hands. "Person was real talkative for two hundred dollars."

No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get Uncle Bret's hands off of Shawn Michaels' throat. Shawn did deserve it, but it wasn't right. I wonder what Uncle Bret's going to do with him.

"I'm going to ask just once more Shawn. What are you doing here?" Uncle Bret slightly loosened his grip but didn't let go. I looked at Shawn. He doesn't look like he's going to talk.

"I needed to talk to you guys before the trial. There's some stuff you all need to know about." He looked at the door I was leaning against. "Maybe we can go inside."

"We can go down to the lounge and talk." Uncle Bret said. He let go of Shawn. The lounge was probably a good idea. I'd walked by it enough times to know a lot of people went in there.

"Sure whatever you say. Maybe Daniel Benoit can join us." The way he said that made me think he knew what happened to Danny. Not that it was surprising now that I heard Eddy's Kliq Theory.

"Danny's not feeling well. Perhaps you know something about that." I could tell Uncle Bret was just barely holding onto his temper.

"Nah Bret. What would I know about it? I've never met Chris' kid before." He looked awfully smug. Uncle Bret looked like he was going to punch him. I decided to step in.

"I'll call Eddy. He'd probably want to hear what you have to say." Along with Erichson and a few other agents. I silently added.

Uncle Bret nodded and 'led' Michaels to the elevator. I waited until they were out of sight before I went in the hotel room. Danny looked like he was when we left; sound asleep in one of the beds. The room was empty other then him. I walked into the next room quietly as I try not to wake Danny up. I found everyone else in the room along with Perry Saturn and Dean Malenko. What were they doing in here I wondered. I also noticed dad and Steve were no long in disguise. It seems a lot has happened in the last couple of hours that I was gone. Oh well it figures. I also noticed Bischoff was standing as far away from Perry and Dean as possible. It was kind of funny once I thought about it. I saw Eddy was sitting at a desk writing in a notebook.

"Eddy can I talk to you for a second." I asked walking up to him. He got up probably figuring it was something I didn't want the others to know about. I waited until we were in the third room, which was empty, before I said anything. "Shawn Michaels is here."

Eddy gave a solemn nod. "Danny talked to Cam on the phone and Cam told him Shawn was here. Shawn also knew about the attack on Danny before it happened. So you saw him?"

"Yeah. I saw Uncle Bret choking him right outside of the room. He took him downstairs to the lounge. They should still be there." I followed Eddy to the elevator but instead o hitting the button he turned to one of the doors that was next to the elevator.

"Stay out here. I'll be right back." He went in. I caught a glimpse of inside and saw that it was full of monitors. I didn't hear what was being said though.

Eddy came back out with Erichson and another man. "Adams keep an eye on the monitors. Eddy and I are going to talk to Hickenbottom. We need to watch the monitors better. We can't keep having all of these break ins." Erichson sounded pissed and rightfully so. It was sort of getting out of hand.

The three of us took the elevator down to the lobby. I hoped Uncle Bret hadn't killed Shawn yet. We found them at a table towards the back. The tables around it were all empty. It's a good thing considering how much they hate each other. We sat at the table.

"You wanted to talk, so talk." Uncle Bret said. At least we didn't miss anything.

He looked warily at Erichson probably wondering who he was. He fiddled with the napkin that was in front of him. I wondered if he was having second thoughts. "I'm going to tell the truth at the trial. I'm tired of hiding what we've done. We've done things to Owen, Steve Austin, Chris Benoit, Curt Hennig and a lot of others not to mention what almost happened to Shane McMahon." He looked down.

Uncle Bret looked at him for a moment before he said anything. Shawn didn't sound like he was sorry for anything he's done. But then again, who knows?

"Bret about..." Shawn suddenly trailed off. He looked scared. I turned around and saw Shane McMahon walking to our table. He pulled up a chair and sat down. "Maybe I should go." Shane's presence certainly seemed to make him nervous.

"Stay Shawn. I might want to hear what you have to say." Okay there seems to be something between these two. Shawn's definitely squirming in his seat.

A bar maid came over and took our order. She had a startled look on her face. She must be a wrestling fan or someone who's following the trial. But she did hurry away without saying a word.

Shawn and Shane were eying each other neither of them saying a word. I looked at Uncle Bret and he was also staring at Shawn. I looked at Eddy and he was whispering something to Erichson. They weren't loud enough for any of us to hear them. I wonder what they are talking about.

Shawn cleared his throat. "Um about the trial." Now he had everyone's attention. "I suppose you all know about Shane."

I don't think I've heard everything concerning Shane. I mean I know that it had to do with Vince and that Vince had tried to kill him. I wonder why Shane's bringing it up.

Eddy stopped talking to Erichson. "Yeah. What about it?" Well at least I'm not the only one out of the loop this time.

Shawn looked over at Shane before he spoke. "I'm the one who told Vince Shane knew everything."

Shane stood up. I thought he was going to punch Shawn right there and then. But maybe because we are in a bar full of people, he changed his mind because he sat down. "You told Vince that I knew? We knew it had to be someone close to Vince but we didn't know who."

Shawn nodded. "Yeah. I..."

"How could you do that?" Uncle Bret demanded. "You've got three children. Would you do that to them?"

"Of course not. I love Cam, Shawna, and Sylvia. I'd never do anything to them."

Of course, he has no problem with killing people.

"Why?" Shane asked. He's pretty calm for a man who just found out who wanted him dead. "Why did you tell Vince that?"

Shawn looked down again. He didn't say anything right away. Maybe he wasn't going to. "Vince would never do anything to Shane and Linda. He made sure we all knew that. No one could touch them and he made double sure they stayed clueless. That always pissed Stephanie off. She complained to me and Hunter how it wasn't fair that they weren't involved."

"Are you saying you told Vince because Stephanie was mad?" Eddy asked. Confusion was definitely all over his face.

"Not at all Eddy." Shawn said taking a sip of the beer that had just arrived. "I'm telling you so that you understand why it couldn't have been done by one of us."

"But you haven't answered why you did it." Shane pointed out.

"I know Shane but I'm just trying to explain things." He looked Shane directly in the eye this time. "I've never liked you and you know that." Well that did explain the tension between the two. Shane just nodded. That's definitely something to ask about later.

"Your father gave WCW to you to run. I'm not sure what he was expecting to happen by doing so. Maybe he was hoping you'd fair so RAW's ratings would go up. He gave you a terrible time slot and yet your ratings were still better. Vince started to lose it when you bought WCW completely from him with Ted Turner's help. Nitro was suddenly back and going head to head with RAW. I knew if something wasn't done, WWF would have been driven out of business."

He looked at me before he continued. I wonder why. "The only way I know of handling a problem is to eliminate it. I went to Vince and told him I had overheard you on the phone with Marissa and were telling her about what your father had done. Vince would do anything to make sure what he's done never got out. He didn't use any of us. I kinda wish he had. But you disappeared before anything could be done. We all just presumed you had cracked under the pressure so we didn't think anything of it until you showed up in his office."

Oh boy. Shane was out of his seat so fast his chair fell over. He had Shawn by the collar with his fist cocked back. Eddy had to get between the two to keep Shane from doing anything. "Not here." Was all he said. Shane let go and sat down. Boy if looks could kill Shawn would be dead and buried by now.

"I hate you so much Shane." Shawn said. There was fire in his eyes. This could turn real ugly. "You were always the spoiled rich kid. You could like do no wrong. I don't think anyone in the back didn't like you. Vince gave you WCW and you actually made something of it much to everyone's surprise. We were all ready to sit back and watch you fail. But Vince was actually proud of you. I always thought Vince treated me like a son but you were too perfect. I wanted you out of the picture. I joked around with Hunter and ask how do we get rid of Shane? He said only Vince could do that. And that's where I got the idea. And if Marissa died then so be it."

Shane stood up again. So did Eddy but he didn't look like he was going to stop him. Shane threw his beer at Shawn. "You are a real son of a bitch." He said and walked away.

I was just given a glimpse of what Vince's group has been thinking. They are as cold hearted as I thought they were. I just listened to a man explain how and why he got a man to turn on his son. This man had been helping to kill people for years. And didn't care that he could have gotten Marissa killed. Thank God Cam's nothing like his father.

Shawn left not long after Shane did leaving me, Eddy, and Erichson to sit there not saying anything.

The trial was going to be interesting.