Later that night, Memento Dark arrives on Killer Queen’s property. He manages to avoid most of the traps and sneaks around the area unnoticed. With the help of his deployed drones scanning the area and receiving video feedback through his tactical goggles, infiltration was easy. He made his way to the gates as he wall-climbed easily, going to the other side of the gate.

He quickly made his way to the house as he found a weak security spot and an unsecured window leading to his pantry. He used a small can of corrosive from his belt to melt the locks, and he dismantled the window silently. Setting the window side without breaking it, Memento Dark squeezed into the entrance gaining access to the house.

He switched on nocturnal vision getting on his goggles, so he could see and maneuver around in the dark. Quickly he made his way to the door, silently opening it. Making his way to the hall, he used his tactical goggles and scouted the blueprints that he acquired from the drones. Stealthily, he made a left and went three doors down to the study.

There, he did some research of his own. Wasting no time, he went to his laptop and pulled out a USB jump drive and his smartphone.

Gaining access to his notebook, he went over Shayna’s particular files of his finances and current transactions. Most of them were wire transfers from European bank accounts and international stock holdings. In seven days, Shayna moved around $9.3 million and funneled it into one account.

Just yesterday, she wrote a check of $26.3 million. The purchase was classified as it was in the form of withdrawal from the bank. Saving most of the accounts on his USB jump drive and scanning most of the shipping cargo manifesto on his tactical goggles, he was about done with siphoning information from Killer Queen.

However, something was amiss. Nobody was here. Usually, he would have armored guards and better surveillance. Preparing to leave the study, tragedy will strike as a 15-foot-high bookshelf came crashing down on Memento Dark, breaking everything.

The massive flurries of books and paper surrounded the room as an old female voice bellowed in the semi-darkness, “Okay, asshole! I don’t know what you’re trying to pull, but come out here right now!”

Looking at the damage that was probably done to the infiltrator, she peeked inside the crevice only to see a broken laptop and a chair.

“There’s just no way,” the woman declared in disbelief while her beliefs will be understandably right as the infiltrator stands tall behind her, unharmed.

As the woman quickly turns around, Memento Dark grabs her by the collar.

This startles her as she regains herself, only to recognize and make a revelation of her own, “Oh, dear goodness! You’re that Memento boy everyone’s been talking about!”

Memento Dark wasn’t impressed by this assumption, “Abigail Grace, defense lawyer of Killer Queen Shayna Hu. Indeed, I am that ‘memento boy’ everyone’s been talking about, and why did you try to squash me with a bookshelf?”

“Sorry to answer your question with a question, but why are you breaking into someone’s house dressed up as some superhero hybrid archer/ninja/angel?” The elderly woman wondered.

Touché, Memento Dark thought.

“If you’re looking for Shayna, she’s not here. She went back to the city,” Abigail confessed.

“Where exactly?” Memento Dark questioned.

“Brooklyn, there is a cargo shipyard there.”

“Cargo that she had stolen from Xerxes?” Memento Dark piece together as Abigail nodded.

“Xerxes acquired and produced a lot of weaponry for his private military company. I mean, there is not really an absolute number of the weapons that he had at his disposal. Most of them are still unaccounted for.”

The global war that never happened, Memento Dark thought. He let go of her collar as Abigail began to relax and continue her explanation.

“In Bernard’s firm, we had someone look over his financial accounts. We found at least 6 cargo crates in Romania under his-- assumed name he frequently uses so no one would track him or his spending habits.”

“Cut the crap, it was under his name!” Memento Dark corrected.

Abigail lets out a sad sigh, “Yes, they were. When they track down the rest of his cargo that he stashed away by himself, we took the opportunity to… acquire it for ourselves. I literally had to liquidate most of Shayna’s assets, so she could actually buy the crates.”

“Eichner and Killer Queen needed help from the inside, using bribery and extortion,” Memento Dark added.

“It was a joint business venture. I thought it was a waste of time and money. Shayna should have been focusing on her health. Her diabetes is getting worse, and full-time care is indeed a viable option for her if she stops doing all of this.”

This made Memento Dark skeptical of her help, “Well, I wasn’t expecting someone’s defense lawyer to fold over so easily.”

Suddenly, an overwhelming sadness went over Abigail, “Shayna is sick. Not just mentally or emotionally… Also, she is deteriorating physically… She’s… I guess you can say it’s all three. It’s like she has given up on life, just waiting…” Abigail stopped the train of thought and began her pleas for help. “Memento, I’m not telling you this, not because I fear you. I’m doing this in fear of her own particular safety.”

Memento Dark seeing her behavior, realizes she was genuine for her safety, “You really do care about her, counselor.”

This made Abigail giggle a little bit, “Maybe the only person in her whole life. I have had a lot of flamboyant clients in my days of practice. Shayna’s rather tame compared to most of them. Sometimes when a broken woman like Shayna is so comfortable being broken, they never want to put back together with the pieces. The woman needs help. Serious help.”

Memento Dark felt sorry about the situation, but he decided to tell the truth about the outcome, “I can’t make any promises, counselor. Right now, somebody wanted to kill all of them, especially her.”

“I know this is asking for too much, Memento Dark. And I really don’t expect you to take Shayna into custody in one piece,” Abigail halfheartedly pleaded.

“In this world that we live in, counselor, without hope there is no living,” Memento Dark lectured while this puts a false smile on her face.

“You are still young, how I envy you.”

Memento Dark scoffed at her pessimism, “Expect Shayna to be in the 20th precinct, counselor. I do believe when she gets there, she would want her lawyer.”

As Memento Dark leaves the study, Abigail stays behind with her head down.