Knight Moves: Bishop's Strike 2

Location: Williston, VT

The semi signaled the three AI's of their arrival. Zoe had gotten in touch earlier and relayed their discovery to the vehicles. Michael and Mike had laid down. Not intentionally meaning too, they fell asleep. KI2T suggested to let them and his counterpart agreed.

"Where are you parked?" Zoe asked.

"We are parked behind the hotel," KI3T told her.

"We should be there in just a few minutes," Zoe informed him. "Let's group together and figure out what to do next."

"We will wake the guys," KI2T told her. "Have you heard from Wil or KARR?"

"No," she answered. "It seems that they have both disappeared. That means KARR has turned off his communications, and Wil disabled the homing beacon."

"We need them here," KI2T said. "Can you use the satellites to home in on his engine signature? It is very different from all other vehicles."

"Except ours," KI3T said.

"No, that's not true," Billy informed him. "Wil changed each of yours to a different configuration, so that it would be easier to find which ever vehicle we needed to."

"You're just telling me this now?" Zoe said, exasperated. "Why didn't you say something earlier?"

"I just remembered. And besides," he added slyly, "you never asked."

Location: Huntington, VT

KARR had found a place called Sleepy Hollow Inn. It was a ski/bike/hiking area with trails. After parking in the lot he had purchased a ticket to hike. Then started out on one of the many trails they had. Walking was clearing his head, and helping him to think. He knew who the person was that boarded the plane in California. He was in shock as to how she had deceived him. Angry, was more like it. How had she been able to pull it off? How had she known what to say, or do? And what to look for? How had he not seen through it all? It all came back to one answer: Garthe Knight. His beloved uncle. He knew why Garthe was doing everything. He was after revenge. And he was going to get it any way he could. He knew that his uncle would play all and any down and dirty cards he had. Wil's problem now, was how was he going to fess up to the rest of the gang? He had waited too long to tell them the truth. And now, he felt it may be too late to come clean, without losing some of their trust. If not all of it. Would they be able to understand?

"No time like the present to find out," he muttered to himself. He turned around and started back to his vehicle.

Location: Vigilante Rd, Duxbury, VT

"No," gasped Devon. "Little Becky?"

"That would be me," she replied haughtily.

"I don't understand. Why are you here? Why are you doing this?" Devon asked softly.

"Because, once April came to live with us, my mother completely forgot about me. It was always 'Poor April this' or 'Poor April that'. What about me? I still needed my mom to take care of me! But she spent all of her time taking care of April. April got everything first, I came in second in my own home!" Becky screamed at him.

"This is about you getting your feelings hurt as a teenager because your cousin lost both of her parents? How about therapy? Wouldn't that have been better?" Sarah asked her sarcastically.

Becky crossed the room to stand in front of her. She smiled down at her, as Sarah and Bonnie tried to revive her cousin. "And what would you know? Just because your father got himself killed, does that make you an expert?"

Sarah looked at her with a mixture of anger and disgust. "No, but how I chose to handle it does." Becky backhanded her, causing her to fall all the way down to the floor. Sarah tasted blood from her lip. She pulled herself up. Standing, she looked straight into Becky's face.

"Does that make you feel better?" she asked her. Becky pulled her hand back to hit her again. Garthe grabbed it.

Chuckling, he spoke, "This is why I love you my dear. You have anger, and are quite unpredictable." He kissed her cheek.

"And you have used it all to your advantage, haven't you?" Devon said. There was a quiet anger behind his words. The room fell silent. Garthe dropped Becky's hand and walked towards Devon.

"Mr. Miles, I didn't have to do much. She found me, told me how she hated her cousin for taking her life away from her. I brought her into my plans, once I realized who her cousin was. She was all too agreeable. Hate does powerful things," he said quietly.

"I'm sure she wouldn't be where she is today if you hadn't helped fuel the fire," Bonnie told him crossly.

"He showed me compassion and love. He understood me!" Becky said hotly.

"Let's not rehash old wounds, let's work towards closing them. Permanently," Garthe smiled icily.