Amber sat at the diner about a block away from her former home. She was sulking. 'Ugh. I don't know what to do.. I mean, I'm L's successor, and that's not going to go unnoticed! But I want a life of my own..but did I really make the right decision? Do I really know what's best for me?..' She was jerked from her thoughts by a man in a neatly tailored suit. He wasn't particularly handsome…but he was a well dressed man, sophisticated even. She curled her feet under her and looked up at his aged face. He didn't look like a bad person. So she decided to actually talk to him. "Can I help you?"

The man, taken aback by the sudden outburst, slipped into the seat next to her. "Hey! What the-" he shoved his hand over her mouth and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck. He grinned as she was fighting to loosen his grip. He leaned in to her ear, "Shut up, wench. I know who you are. And you'll have all those little geniuses trying to get you back. So we'll make a deal." he pulled out his laptop and opened to a screen with a number written on it. She read the number and gasped against his hand. She sat still, eyes glued to the screen. '1,000,000..I- I mean they- don't have that kind of money!' she tried to bite his hand. But he knocked her over the head and thrust a needle into her arm. "Sweet dreams, Simona Gregorvich." Her face turned pale when she looked into his eyes, they were red. Her head spun, and she lost consciousness.

Mello sat by the phone hoping Amber would call. He had been sitting there for 2 days straight. He leaned back against the couch and rested his feet on the coffee table. He let out a sigh-

Rrrrriing.

Mello jumped up and ran to the phone. He dropped it the first time. He cursed and picked it up and threw it to his ear. "Hello?! Amber-"

A soft chuckle came out from the other end. "I have her here. If you want her back, you better pay up."

"How much?"

"1,000,000.And I want it by tonight at sundown. If not, she dies."

"But we don't-"

"Goodbye."

The man hung up. Mello stood stone-faced. The phone dropped from his limp hand and clattered to the floor. Matt came rushing in, hearing the loud voices. "Mello? You-"

"Dammit! He took her! We have to get her!" he ran towards the door. Matt grabbed him by the elbow, "But shouldn't we inform L first-"

"No! We can't! I'm head of the mafia dammit! I make the rules, not the other way around. And no one touches her. No one." his fists were balled in anger. Matt backed off and asked, "Can I come along too?"

Mello considered his proposition, then shook his head. "No. Too dangerous."

"Mello, if you thinl I'm just going to sit on my ass while you go and get yourself, and Amber, killed, then you're wrong! I am going. One way or another."

Mello sighed in defeat, "Okay."

Matt threw on his goggles, "So who are we going to get?"

"Light Yagami." Matt's face turned pale, "I know it's crazy, but we have to fight fire with fire. He is under suspicion of being Kira. We can use him, since his life means nothing to us."

"You can't just use someone like that! Even if he is Kira!"

"I can, and I will. He will help if it can help clear his record, which it won't, but he doesn't have to know that."

Matt looked unsure, "You want to lie to him, use him, then kill him?"

"Yes, minus the last part. Someone else will do that."

Matt shrugged, "Alright. But if we can't get her back alive-"

"We will."

Matt shook his head and followed Mello out of the door muttering, " You better get her Light, or I will personally kill you."