A/N Hello, everyone, I apologize for the delay. I would write more but my internet has a breakdown literally ever five minutes and stops working. So, I need to get this posted ASAP.

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Callie Hardy arrived in California at eight o'clock that evening; she was not however alone she came accompanied by her mother-in-law, Laura Hardy, who upon hearing of Callie's plans immediately decided to join her. Fenton met them at the airport not having known that his wife was coming along as well, though he wasn't surprised to see her.

The ride to Alan's house was mostly filled with questions regarding their progress on the case and whether they had any hints as to Frank and Charlie's whereabouts. Callie was vowing that she would never allow her husband out of her sight again.

They arrived at the house and were immediately ushered in and offered refreshments by Alan which they politely refused. Callie could tell that her uncle-in-law if such a thing existed was stricken with worry about his son. While Laura spoke with Alan and Fenton she made her way into the living room to find her brother-in-law propped up with pillows sitting on the couch case files spread out around him.

He looked up immediately when she entered. "Callie! I'm sorry-"

"For what?" she demanded. "It's not your fault that Frank got kidnapped...again." His sister-in-law continued in an exasperated tone.

Joe opened his mouth to argue but was silenced by her glare. Callie really was quite as stubborn as him if not more so.

"Vanessa wanted to come as well, but she couldn't get her boss to give her time off with them being in the middle of such a major step in the development process." She continued. "She said she wants you to call her right away."

"Uh, alright." Joe replied.

"Now, have you found anything else out about what happened to Frank?" Callie asked briskly.

"Well, they have a video of what happened, apparently I set my phone to record it, and I don't remember anything, Cal." Joe whispered.

"Nothing?" She asked. "I heard you had gotten hit on the head, but to not remember anything..."

"I don't know what happened. I don't remember anything prior to waking up in the hospital." Joe asserted.

"You've had a lot of head injuries and this has never happened before has it?"

"No, it hasn't." Joe confirmed. "Maybe the memories will come back, but at least I had the foresight to set my phone to record what happened so they have some clues. I don't think they've made much progress so far, but they know what the kidnappers look like, vaguely, they have tech people trying to clear up the video."

"We will find them." Callie said confidently.

-Story Break-

Frank and Charlie, meanwhile, were not wholly confident of being found as they sat in the boardroom and listened to Satori talk.

"Let us begin with an assignment for you, Dr. Eppes, shall we?" Satori asked rhetorically. "This will actually be a joint project which you will work on together with Dr. Vander."

At this, Charlie glanced to his immediate left where Emily Vander was seated. She wore a troubled expression which gave the mathematician a strong notion that he would not enjoy his assignment.

"An associate of mine is interested in acquiring funding…from a bank." Satori began. "It will be the job of the two of you to crack through the bank's encryptions and transfer funds from the bank into a secure Swiss bank account."

"What if we refuse?" Charlie inquired.

"Well, I can assure you that you will not like the consequences." Satori said looking at the professor with coldly glittering, dark eyes. "I could dispose of your precious older brother, or your father, I could lock you in your room without food until you agree to do the task. I won't kill you of course, at least for now, but if you prove too stubborn to be convinced than I shall have to put a stop to your potential as a witness, I'm sure you understand."

"Of course." Charlie muttered sarcastically, but Satori either didn't notice or didn't care.

"Yes, sir." Emily echoed.

"Excellent the two of you will meet the client tomorrow afternoon, to discuss a plan of action and begin work." Satori said with a smile which was perhaps the creepiest thing he had done so far. "Let's continue onward, Miss Weston, you're next."

"Yes, sir?" The musical prodigy asked.

"Your assignment this week isn't much, you will be serving as the entertainment at a party held by one of my associates, and he will meet with you tomorrow to discuss the musical arrangements."

"Alright." She agreed.

It became clear that depending on what field you specialized in you could luck out considerably in terms of assignments, those like Charlie and Emily who had advanced hacking capabilities would receive clearly illegal jobs that went against their moral values, whereas others such as Kathryn were simply used as a way for Satori to earn money by renting out their skills.

"Mrs. Malone, you're next." Satori said fixing his eyes on the artist. "You can, I believe, mimic most paintings, correct?"

The artistic prodigy clearly understood where he was taking this and seemed to be disgusted with it. "Yes." She replied tersely.

"Just as I told my client, therefore you will be working with him probably for several weeks to make copies of famous paintings, you will need to make them convincing of course, that goes without saying."

"I'll try." Janet agreed.

"Try hard." Satori warned. "I don't tolerate failure. And, now on to you, Dr. Nemi, our resident strategist."

"Yes?" The newest captive after Frank and Charlie asked.

"You will be assisting some clients of mine in figuring out the best way to sneak on to a military base to acquire some needed information."

"I will not." Benjamin replied with a glare.

"I truly think that you will, Dr. Nemi." Satori said coldly.

The strategist seemed to consider this for several moments, before nodding his head. Satori seemed satisfied but Frank noticed that the strategist had a satisfied gleam in his eyes that boded ill for Satori and his client.

"Now on to you, Mr. Fanfold, your job will also be relatively simple this week, you simply will be instructing the children of one of my associates in the game of chess."

Jeremy absently nodded his head in reply thankful that his talents lay in chess.

"Dr. Harrington, you will be free for the time, as your project will be dependent on the success of Dr. Nemi's, once the client succeeds in getting the documents he requires he will need them to be decoded, the code, we have it on good authority is linguistically based, you will need to decode it."

"Fine." Dr. Harrington replied tersely clearly hoping that the client would not manage to obtain eh documents.

"And that just leaves you, Dr. Hardy."

Frank met Satori's gaze, leveling stare for stare.

"I suppose it does." The private investigator remarked mildly.

"You will be completing an important task for me; however I am unable to tell you more than that at this point. I will provide you with further details tomorrow." Satori informed Frank. "You are all dismissed back to your rooms for the remainder of the evening."

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