Migel and all his friends used to call Mike Kellog corn flake. He was an heir to the Kellog cereal family. He was the only one on campus that had more money than the Grants. They started calling him that because of how corny and uncool he was. Fitz took pity on him and let him hang out with them. He followed Fitz around like a puppy.

Fitz had it all even back then, his charisma and good nature personality drew people to him. The only chink in his armor was Big Gerry. Where Fitz was kind and affable, Big Gerry was cruel and spiteful even to his own son. Fitz had a younger brother who committed suicide rather than live with Gerry's constant berating. After his brother's death Gerry focused all his energies on Fitz. Fitz had convinced his mother to suggest to his father that he go away to boarding school, at least there he didn't have to deal with Gerry on a daily basis. That didn't stop Gerry from coming up to the school once a month and humiliating Fitz. Migel had never known a father to hate a child as much as Gerry hated Fitz. It got to the point that if anyone spotted Big Gerry they had come up with elaborate signals so that Fitz could hide out in someone else room until Gerry got frustrated and left. As much as that helped it seem that Big Gerry would wait until school breaks and saved up all his rage and beat Fitz. Migel saw the damage Gerry did to Fitz's body. He would never hit him in his face, but his torso would be black and blue. One week after their junior year Big Gerry had beat him so bad that he broke his rib. That was the last time Fitz went home. He always went home with Migel. Migel's dad was a Marine General stationed a Camp Pendleton. He saw what Big Gerry did to Fitz and that weekend he paid Big Gerry a little visit. He beat Big Gerry up so bad that he put him in the hospital for a week. As he lay wheezing on the floor of his house he whispered in his ear. "Fitz will be coming to my home from now on. If he so much has a hang nail you caused, I will come back here and finish the job."

Migel came out of his haze of remembrance and looked down at the notes he made after talking to Trev. Migel was the state Attorney General of California, he had made a name for himself along the way as a great lawyer and investigator. With Liv's help he had solved one of the crimes of the century, thanks to her team believing in his theory of the crime. Now he needed to solve another one. Mike Kellog was the key and he had to find him to get to the bottom of this.

He called Harrison and told him that he needed a favor. He let him know everything he knew, and told him to not tell Liv about it until they had something concrete. It was up to Fitz to make the other thing right, but they could help him solve this mystery that Gerry was holding over Fitz's head.

Liv decided that she was heading back East. They spent a whole day in Palm Springs and as she woke up, that familiar tightening in her throat propelled her to the bathroom again to empty her stomach.

"No, no, no, no! It can't be!" She knew deep down that it was, but she didn't have time to think about it now. She could drive the boys or fly. She needed to get out of this state first. She decided to drive to Phoenix and catch a flight from there to D.C.. It was early and she started to pack the car. She scooped up her boys who were still asleep. The prior days revelations had tired them out. She strapped them into their booster seat still in their pajamas and hit the road. Her gut was telling her to leave as quickly as she could and she was on target.

Gerry had sent some goons down to snatch the boys. He saw them as his blood, his property. By the time the sun came up she was half way to Phoenix. She got a call on her burner phone from Huck.

"Liv, where are you headed right now?"

"Phoenix. Why?"

"Someone has tapped into your on board gps in your car trying to find out where you are. I just took a look at the surveillance camera's at the Palm Springs house and some Russian thugs just broke in."

Olivia's heart sunk.

"What can I do?"

"I'm hacking your onboard now. I'll turn it off, starting now."

"Huck, I was going to call you anyway. Can you get us a flight out of Phoenix? Forget commercial now, can you get us on a private flight?"

"Not in Phoenix, but can you make it to Tuscon?"

"Yeah, it should take four or five hours."

"I have an old Air Force buddy who runs his own private service from Tuscon. He owes me big time. Drive safe Liv. And Liv, don't stop other than for gas, toilet and use the drive through for food. Keep moving. I'll lay down some false gps info for whoever is looking for you."

"Thank you Huck!"

Minutes after Huck's conversation Harrison gathered up all the gladiator's and laid out what was going on with Fitz. Abby and Huck looked at each other with a I don't give a damn either way he hurt Liv look. Harrison told them to suspend any thoughts of murder and mayhem, Fitz was still the boy's father. If they couldn't do it for him, they needed to do it for Liv and the boys.

Huck let everyone know what had transpired with Liv and now with the other piece falling into place, he was sure that Big Gerry was behind the goons breaking into the Palm Springs house. By the looks of those guys they were defiantly Russian mob.

"Looks like we've stepped into something a lot deeper than an arranged marriage." Huck said.