When Lenette woke the next morning, she tried not to think about what happened the night before. Instead, she chose to pour all her mental energy into making some or if any progress in her father's case. But the problem was that she had no clue what she was looking for. It did not help that her memory was shot to hell. No matter how hard she tried to recall her mind was blank except for the images of her dying father and her burning home that haunted her.
