Interrogation Room:
Miko looked at the General as he sat naked on a metal chair. As soon as they got back to the warehouse, all his clothes were removed from him and secured to a metal chair in a plain grey room. There was a small metal table with two needles and two small vials on it.

Miko was waiting for the General to wake up from the knockout gas that had been administered. She had to agree not to kill the son-of-bitch for what he had done to her friend. The drugs sitting on the table next to the general made him tell them everything. Clair had told her that the effects of the green-labeled one were extremely nasty and that the person normally didn’t survive them. The second one was a little milder, but it took longer to work.

“How much longer should this piece of shit be unconscious?” Miko looks towards the concealed mirror wall.

“He should become awake in a few minutes, Miko.” Tammy was the one who designed the knockout gas.

Miko paces back and forth until she hears the groaning sound of the general waking up. Miko reaches over and rips the black hood off the general’s head.

“Good morning, asshole.” Miko punches the general before he can even get his bearings.

“Ouch! She should at least give him the chance to wake up.” Jasmine watches Miko as she starts interrogating the general.

At first, the general couldn’t figure out where he was or why he was naked. But after being slapped a few times, everything that had happened to him before started to come back. He looks at the woman slapping him hard on his cheeks.

He notices that he is totally naked and secured to a metal chair. There was a small metal table sitting next to him. He only caught a glimpse of what was sitting on it.

Across Town at The General’s House:
Alya, Ada, and Deanna got access to the general’s house and were going through everything there. All his electronics, all his hidden safes, and the concealed safe room they found. All his phones and the general's concealed communication system. Deanna had access to every bank account the general had hidden in the Cayman Islands, Bermuda, and the British Virgin Islands.

“Man, this guy has so many fake companies and such to conceal his activities. That it would take even a professional hacker to cut through all this mess.” Deanna couldn’t believe how connected this general was and how well he hid everything.

Ada looks over at Deanna. “Don’t worry about being nice about getting the information. The general isn’t keeping any of this, and neither are his relatives. All of it is being confiscated under the original charter that Mr. Bounty and Mr. Law operated under.”

“That’s good to know.” Deanna was busy getting every bit of information from General Lin’s accounts and all his business contacts.

“How do you think they are doing in interrogating the General?” Deanna looks towards Ada since she knows everyone’s background.

“As pissed as Miko is. I’m betting that the general isn’t going to live long.” Deanna knew how pissed Miko was.

“I hope she doesn’t kill him before she gets everything out of him.” Alya was concerned about that.

“Don’t worry, if I know Clair and Jasmine. They will be watching her and making sure she doesn’t go too far with her interrogation.” Deanna knew Clair wouldn’t allow Miko to kill the general yet.

Over the following days, General Lin is interrogated by Jasmine, Miko, and Clair herself. When Clair does it, she uses the drug that takes a little longer to work. The General couldn’t resist any question after Clair gave him the drug.

As for the General’s assets, everything the General owns is transferred to the organization through one of its many false companies. On top of that, with Alya’s help, Ada can access the general’s office at the Pentagon. That took some creative effort, but between the two of them and with Deanna’s help. They managed to break through military codes and into files that General Lin accessed or copied.

At Clair’s Farm House:
While doing her homework at home, Carol heard someone knocking on the front door. She opens the Ring app on her phone and notices a girl her age standing on the front porch. The girl looked tired and had a black eye.

Carol gets up, walks to the front door, and opens it. The girl had black curly hair that looked like she hadn’t washed it in a while. She had a freshly bruised right eye and was wearing a dingy-looking long-sleeve shirt under faded blue jean farmer bib overalls. The coveralls looked like they hadn’t been washed in a while.

“Can I help you?” Carol looks at the young girl.

Sara looks at the young teenage girl who answered the door. The girl was a few years older than her and looked nicely dressed.

“Are your parents around, ma’am?” Sara was nervous as she spoke to this girl.

Carol could tell this girl was nervous when she spoke. She guesses that the girl felt embarrassed by the way she looked or something.

“No, my aunt isn’t home. But what is it that you wanted to talk to her about?” Carol figures she could help this girl.

Sara tries not to act nervous. “I was wondering if she had any job around the property that I could do for some money or food.”

“Let me call her. Why don’t you come inside and cool off for a while?” Carol steps aside to let the young girl into the house.

Sara cautiously stepped into the house and immediately felt how much cooler it was inside than outside. She looks around and notices that it is just the two of them. She watches as the young woman who answered the door closes it behind her.

Carol turns around and looks at the young girl “are you thirsty? We have ice-cold sweet tea or, if you prefer, soda, or ice water if you want that instead.”

“Sweet tea will be fine.” Sara hasn’t had anything to drink all day long.

“Are you hungry?” Carol wonders if this girl has eaten anything lately.

Sara wanted to say no, but her stomach started growling at that time. She looks at the young woman, embarrassed.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” An amused smirk appears on Carol’s face.

“Come on, and follow me into the kitchen. I’ll fix us some lunch, and we can talk for a while. By the way, my name is Carol Cross.” Carol holds her hand out to the young girl.

“I’m Sara Jones.” Sara shakes Carol’s hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Jones. Let’s see what grub my aunt has in the refrigerator.” Carol leads Sara into the kitchen.