Knight Moves: Bishop to Knight

Location: LAX Airport, CA

She pulled into long term parking lot and found a spot in the middle. No one would notice the car there for quite awhile. She pulled her purse, jacket and the briefcase off the passenger seat and stepped out the drivers side. She looked around to see if anyone was following her. Satisfied no one was, she made her way through the lot and into the terminal. Once inside she made her way to information and picked up an envelope that had been left for her. Inside were plane tickets, both one way. She made her way to the gate on the top ticket. It would take her to Chicago. There was a two hour layover before she would get on the other plane that would take her to her final destination, Burlington, Vermont. From there, she was to be picked up and driven to were Garthe had set up his base of operations. It was only temporary, he had told her, until he had what he needed. Then his plan could move forward. What that was, she had no clue about. He only ever told her things she had to know. And even then the information was slim. But, she would do anything for him. She loved him. And he loved her. He had soothed her pain. Explained to her how it would be to her advantage to use her hate against their common enemy. Everything he had told her so far, had worked out beautifully. No one knew she had been a mole, planted by him. Knight Industries was about to be dealt a crushing blow.

Location: Knight Industries

"Wil, the three satellites are finally in place. It's going to take another three hours before the other three reach the coordinates you gave me," Paul assured him.

"Thanks Paul. Please make sure you don't breathe a word of this to anyone. I want this under wraps with tight security," Wil instructed.

"I've sent the only people who would know, home for the day. I explained to them we were putting a hold on the project for a few days. With everything that's happened around here, no one asked any questions," Paul informed him. "No one gets in or out of Knight Industries. I've added another rotation of security, and made sure they overlap. Any other instructions?" he asked.

"Not right now. You've got everything covered. I'll be in touch in three hours. And Paul," he hesitated, "Thanks." Paul nodded and disconnected. He'd make sure everything on his end was ready.

Location: Southern New Hampshire

The mood was definitely depressing in the semi. Both Billy and Zoe were quiet after the encounter with Wil. They started to focus their search along the Maine and Canadian border. They worked silently for a few moments.

"Do you think Wil is okay?" Billy asked.

"I think he's feeling guilty," Zoe told him.

"Why?"

"He probably feels responsible for Devon, Bonnie, Sarah and April being kidnapped. Wouldn't you?" she asked, turning to him.

"Yeah, I would. But I wouldn't take it out on everyone else," he told her.

"Give him a break. He's in charge of a huge company and running the day to day operations of FLAG. On top of that, he has to figure out why his uncle is doing whatever he's doing. And now he's trying to coordinate a search and rescue. How would you be feeling right now?"

"Like the world was crashing in around me."

Location: Camel's Hump Area of Vermont

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in Chicago now. I have another forty-five minutes before I board my next flight," she told him. He sighed. He needed her to get there as quickly as possible with the disk and the papers she had in the briefcase.

"Get here as quickly as you can." He slammed the receiver down. He was too close to making all of his plans a reality. He could not afford for any delays.

Location: Knight Industries

"What do you mean they're gone?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Carson. The files have been copied and the paperwork isn't here. We've checked everywhere," she apologized. She looked at him haltingly.

"There's something else?" She nodded. "Well, out with it!"

"We can't find Miriam either. She's not answering her home phone or her cell phone. She was here, but she left. And in a hurry."

"Great! Just great! Get security on it right away," he said, dismissing her. He looked up as another person entered his office. "What?"

The woman grimaced, hearing the frustration in her boss' voice. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, sir, but one of the satellites is not responding."

"What the hell is going on?"

"The maneuvering thrusters are not working."

"Listen, Shelby, whatever it takes, get that satellite working again. And this conversation never happened." She nodded and left. What else can go wrong? He asked himself. Please, please, don't let Wil call right now, he thought.