"Helpless?", she echoes the word, a smile playing on her face.  "Yes, I suppose you are rather helpless, aren't you?"  She looks over to the door of her office, making sure that it's still shut.  The very act appears somewhat telling--she's making sure that no one else knows that Sarah has returned, here and in this manner.<br/><br/>The woman picks up her phone and dials four digits.  She waits for a few seconds.  Then, as she hears a voice on the other end of the phone, she speaks.<br/><br/>"Hi, Tammy?  Yes, it's Cindy.  Look, I'm taking an extended lunch break today.  Something important came up.  It's related to that documentary that we're doing.  Anyway, I want you to hold my calls and don't let anyone disturb me.  As a matter of fact, I want you to cancel all of my meetings for this afternoon.  Ok, you do that."<br/><br/>Cindy hangs up.  The look on her face is somewhat unsettling as her eyes turn to Sarah.<br/><br/>"Now then...we were talking about what we were going to do with you...", she says as she picks up her wooden fork.