Puck sat at a table in a diner near their motel. He was reading files that Jeff had brought with him while he waited for his cousin. When he was caught up to speed on the case, he thought hard about what he had read and learned. Jeff came walking in, saw his cousin and sat across from him. Puck looked up and gave his cousin a smile then his face turned contemplative. "How is it this guy has never been caught? From what I have read, your evidence against him is overwhelming."

"He somehow manages to escape capture. We don't know if he somehow has someone telling him or if he just has dumb luck." Jeff replied.

Puck looked at Jeff, his eyes searching. "Sounds like a little of both. I'm surprised he isn't flaunting his escapes."

"He isn't that stupid. Yes, he does manage to make us cops look bad. But we always seem to be one step behind. It just sucks for us. I am hoping this time, we're ahead of him."

"Well, guess we'll find out. I called the Ferry people. They say should be running sometime tonight or tomorrow morning. I asked for tickets to the first ferry to that isle."

"You rock, Puck. What you wanna do until we can get there?"

"Study Smythe. You know him better than me. I have to learn everything I can."

"yeah, good idea."

The two men talked about the guy, pausing to order food and drink. They put away the case when the food came in, and upon finishing their meal, they went back to their motel. Puck looked at Jeff and said, "Gimme a min. I'll meet ya in the room."

Jeff nodded, went to their room and pulled out the information they had been studying earlier. Ten minutes later, Puck came in with a bunch of papers. He set aside the top 4 and showed Jeff the rest. "I thought about it. Smythe is with this Star, right?"

At Jeff's nod, Puck continued, "Is it logical he would follow her through here? Or that she would show up here?"

Jeff nodded again. "This Moonbeam person, has to be a relation of Star. I think they may have come through here. Do you recognize this car?" Puck showed Jeff a photograph. Jeff looked at the photo. He nodded, "that's Smythe's car."

Puck looked at his cousin, "So we know Smythe may have come through?"

"Or the Star/Moon twins are using his car."

Puck nodded, smiling at Jeff's shortening of the name. "Well, I asked the lady that runs the place if she had seen a car like that. She showed me this picture. I gotta say, if the girl is Star, she's a babe."

Jeff rolled his eyes, not paying attention to the people in the car. "Dude, we're not here to pick up chicks, We're here for Smythe."

Puck nodded, "I know. But can't I appreciate?"

Puck's phone rang. He answered it and listened before saying thanks and hanging up. "We got first ticket on the ferry in the morning, cuz. Let's get some lunch."

They spent the day studying until they knew every fact backward, forward and sideways. At one point, Jeff asked Puck about a murder in Florida, and was surprised to listen to Puck tell him every detail in...Spanish. The men laughed. Jeff spoke up, "I think if you can recite details in Spanish, we pretty much know everything."

Puck laughed and nodded. He looked at the time. "We should sleep. First ferry is at 8am."

Jeff nodded. The two men went through their night routine and passed out. An alarm went off the next morning at 6am. Both men got out of bed and got ready for the trip. By 7am they were checking out and headed to the ferry. They spent a good few hours on the ferry until reaching their destination. Upon arriving, they found a bed and breakfast. Deciding they would prefer to have their own rooms, they requested two rooms. After setting up and waiting a bit, They looked at each other, "Canvas."

That night, the men met up in Puck's room. Jeff was shaking his head, Puck had a look of utter bewilderment. "Placenta bars? Spells? What in the name of Grilled Cheesus is this town smoking?"

Jeff looked at him, "Yeah. The town seems to think they live near witches. But I did get information from the town historian. Apparently, this whole town believes there is a curse on that whole family."

Puck looked at him, "Jives with what I heard. But I for one, think they are all batshit."

"Well, if one of them is or was dating Smythe? Then I have NO problem believing that, Puck."

they both shook their heads. Puck spoke up, "I did get some information. Moonbeam is the nickname of Nick Sylvester. Star is his twin sister Rachel. Nick moved here after his wife's death with his twin sons. Rachel came back here about 4 days ago. Somehow Nick left a few weeks ago, came back with her in tow. Plus, this town is too freaked to go near their house."

"What house is theirs?"

"the one on the cliffs right outside the town."

Jeff thought about what he had seen while canvasing. "The blue house with the wrought iron?"

Puck nodded at him. Jeff thought about it, "That house is pretty much isolated from the town, and from what the historian says, I can understand why it would have been done."

Puck nodded. "So we hit the house tomorrow?"

Jeff nodded at him, "We may be stepping into the twilight zone here, Puck. Be all kinds of prepared."

Puck smirked, "Twilight Zone was always my favorite show."

Jeff rolled his eyes, "I'm off to bed."

Puck agreed and the men laid in bed, thinking. They thought themselves to sleep within minutes.

After what felt like minutes, they were shocked awake by a rather loud tinkling. They looked at each other, and Puck checked the time. "It is 7am. Let's get dressed and going."

So they did. Leaving the house, they looked at each other. By mutual agreement they left the car behind and walked to the Sylvester Estate.

Upon arrival, they knocked on the door but nobody answered. They heard a voice say, "Star, relax. We'll get it done."

Looking at each other, they mutually decided to follow the voice. It led them around the house to an arbor where they saw Nick cutting down roses and Rachel hauling them to a burning pit. Jeff gravitated toward Nick while Puck moved toward Rachel. Both men spoke at the same time, "Bit early for roses to bloom?"

They watched as two identical brown heads whipped up to their faces.