Something," he finished weakly."Why on earth would you make yourself forget what you'd done?" I asked. "How does that make any sense at all?"Brock shr...gged."Maybe he didn't make himself forget." This from Lisa, who spoke up unexpectedly and then seemed to wilt a bit from all the attention that was suddenly focused on her. "Maybe he just forgot to make himself remember."I started at her. "Not getting what you mean," I said. "Or, more succinctly ... huh?" Well, what if he did something to undo. Out of curiosity, I checked the history of the building and found 'Hayes Holding' owned the building. Outside of a few long-term rent control residents, it was populated with 'Hayes Holding's' key people, plus a few guest apartments for official visitors."Okay, we know where they are, now what do we say?" I asked."Look further, Jennifer must have given them gifts and made notes about them over the years." Okay, here it is - let me calculate her password for today. Okay, damn - that Jennifer. He led me towards the front entrance, stopped and opened the door to a relatively small room containing two desks, a couple of chairs and lined with two-drawer filing cabinets with countertops. Each desk had a computer and monitor. There were no windows. This room was designed for work; I felt right at home.After turning on the computer, I did a search of Hot Air Balloon companies in Sedona, jotting down the names and telephone numbers of several of the most desirable ones. Next I searched on. Is Kai’s phone off? I tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail.”“Oh, I’m not sure, actually. I don’t think he ever plugged it in last night, so it might be dead. I’ll ask him when he comes downstairs. I’m making us lunch, at the moment.”“Oh, alright.” Serenity then sounded playful. “Trying to impress him?” she wondered.I heard Gabriella’s heart skip a beat. “Umm, well, maybe,” she admitted. “I wasn’t sure what he likes, but I know he at least loves meat, so I figured I couldn’t go.