* * * February 8 * * *
The sun was just starting to rise above the horizon. Its warm rays had just barely reached the hotel room that housed the Japanese Kira Task Force. Once Bambi had her laptop carefully balanced on her lap and a new room key in her pocket, she quietly opened the bedroom door with her good arm to peak into the main room. As she scanned the area, she found Matt playing one of his handhelds on the couch, Mello rummaging through the kitchen, Aizawa sifting through piles of files at the coffee table, and L occupied at a computer in the corner of the room, facing away from her.Perfect.
Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, the teen silently wheeled herself out the door and into the empty hallway. After checking the time, she took the new room key out of her pocket and checked the room number. She then returned the key to her pocket and wheeled herself down the hallway, coming to a stop once she located the correct number.
Bambi quickly let herself into the room and locked the door behind her. Then she wheeled herself to the table, placed her laptop in front of her, and swiftly made her way to the private video chat that she had set up several days earlier. The hacker checked that the webcam was still off before opening her voice scrambling program. After confirming that it was exactly six o'clock, she opened the video feed.
Two faces appeared on the screen. On the left sat Kato, a young man with dark brown eyes and messy black hair that was no longer than Near's. His eyebrows furrowed and a worried frown settled on his face when he saw an Old English 'B' on his screen. To the right sat Melinda, a young woman with long red hair and a face dotted with freckles. Her sky blue eyes were pained as they frantically skittered across the screen.
Bambi spoke into the microphone. "Before we begin, I will ask you a few questions to confirm who you are and that you are alone. Only then will I show you my face."
As Melinda vigorously nodded her head, Kato said, "Okay."
"What's my zodiac sign?"
Kato raised an eyebrow before looking over to the girl next to him. She looked up as she pondered for a moment. "Hmmm... Your birthday is... Oh right, you're a Pisces!"
"Kato, what is my favorite color?"
He glanced around the room before looking to his right as he answered, "Green."
Bambi smiled and shut down the voice scrambling program. "It has been a while since we've had to use those codes."
The pair returned their eyes to the screen and smiled at the sound of their friend's voice.
As the brunette turned on her webcam, she laughed lightly. "I almost forgot them, actually."
Kato smiled and his body visibly relaxed as he sighed in relief. Melinda's expression fell as her eyes landed on the scar on Bambi's cheek and her arm in a sling. "Oh my God. Amy, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, Mel."
"Are you sure? You don't look it." Tears started welling up in her eyes.
"Mel," Bambi drew out with a warning tone.
"Your job isn't safe, Amy. Please quit!"
"Melinda," Bambi raised her voice.
"That guy is still out there! Please-"
"Melinda Ann Carter." She stressed each syllable, silencing the redhead. "Just listen to me!"
The eldest looked down ashamedly. "I'm sorry."
Bambi took a deep breath, rubbing her temple with her good hand before looking back up at the screen. "Mel, he's dead."
Melinda stared at her best friend, wide-eyed in disbelief. "What?"
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