Angel stood staring at the arrow and then at the diary. Once her brain caught up with what was going on, she ransacked the filing cabinets to see if Gunthers wig was anywhere to be seen. She came up empty. As she ran to the kitchen to gain entry to the science labs, the front door whined open, she whirled round, knife at the ready. Kizmat had grabbed the knife, grabbed her round the waist, picked her up and headed to the garage before she had time to argue or protest.

As they ran down the corridor to the underground garage, Angel screamed at Kizmat, the diary and arrow gripped firmly in her hand.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Kizmat barely slowed down.

"Markus and Fein are on their way to the mansion, it seems Lillith is able to detect your mother and grandfather..."

Without thinking Angel blurted...

"And Mortismere."

This statement bought Kizmat to a full stop.

"He's alive?"

Angel handed him the note which had been attached to the arrow, he read it quickly.

"We need to get out of here, we need to track down Brandon and most of all Gunthers mullet of a wig. Markus and Fein are already on their way here."

Angel was already moving again.

"Well don't just stand there dad, lets get moving!"

As Angel got in the drivers seat of the black Aston Martin DB9 and strapped herself in with the racing style bucket seat, Kizmat paused, Angel looked at him.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

Kizmat looked down the long, dark tunnel.

"Can you see in the dark?"

Angel grinned.

"Get in."

Several minutes later Markus and Fein arrived at the front of the mansion.....