Immediately upon receiving the panicked call from Kat, Hale had told Marcus to redirect the flight bound back to New York to Berlin.

'Why are we going to Berlin?' Gabby asked

'Kat called. She sounded scared'

'Why would she be in Berlin though?' Simon wondered 'She has no ties to there'

'Unless she went to visit our dear friend Abiram Stein in Poland first' Gabby added

'Let me get this straight' Angus began. He leaned forward gesturing profusely with his hands 'Kat went to Paris to see Agent Amelia, then she met up with Taccone and immediately disappeared. A day later, Hale gets a call from her in Germany, and you think she stopped off in Poland in between?' He raised his eyebrow.

'She's racking in the air miles, that's for sure' Hamish joked.

'Whatever reason Kat had to do it alone, it doesn't matter as much. She needs us now, that's what we need to be focussing on' Hale poured himself another glass of whiskey. Gabby scrunched up her nose

'Shouldn't you take your time with the drink? Remember what happened at the Hale Industries function?' She reminded him. Hale studied his tumbler glass before placing it back on the table.

'Alright, you win'

'Good' Gabby crossed her legs and sat back 'I like to win'

'Do you think that we should tell Uncle Eddie? Or Bobby?' Simon looked at all of them in turn

'I think we should' Hamish said

'Ditto' Angus agreed

'Gabby?' Simon raised his eyebrow at her

'I think we should wait until we find Kat and have some idea of what is going on' She flicked her hair over her shoulder. 'Kat needs us and if we ambush her with everyone, then she might run again'

'Agreed' Hale said, sitting back and mirroring Gabby's posture. 'Let's catch ourselves a Kat'

...

Kat sat in a cafe close to the Brandenburg Gate. She willed herself not to stray far for two reasons; firstly because she didn't know where to go, and secondly because Kat knew that if she left, she might never stop moving. Therefore she found a vacant seat, ordered a hot chocolate and waited. She did not know how far away Hale was or whether he'd be with her today or tomorrow, all Kat knew was that she shouldn't be alone anymore.

To distract herself, Kat decided to people watch. It was one of her favourite things to do when she needed to relax; sit back and watch the world go by.

There were tourists everywhere, of course, there would be, this was a very popular destination. Kat mentally kicked herself for coming here alone; much like what happened in New York, Katarina was surrounded by cameras and hadn't given one thought to conceal her identity. Sighing she checked her reflection in the shop window, adjusting her clothes accordingly.

The waitress approached her table.

'Excuse me' She said in a heavy German accent. 'A boy wanted me to give this to you' She passed Kat a white envelope.

'What did he look like?' She asked casually, despite her heart and brain hammering inside her. The waitress scrunched up her face as she thought.

'Tall. He had dark hair. Blue, blue eyes' Kat could have sworn that she swooned a little 'Is there anything else you need?'

'No' Kat shook her head 'Everything's fine, thank you' The waitress nodded and disappeared to help someone else. When Kat was sure she was alone, she opened the envelope and tipped the content out. Kat was surprised when she studied the photograph that laid inside, she'd seen it a few times. At one point it was on the sideboard in Eddie's kitchen, then it was turned around, then removed completely and never put back.

It was an old photo about 20-25 years ago, before Kat's mom and dad were together. When her mom, Nadia was around her age. The photo showed a bench in Central Park, and on top of the bench sat Nadia, her sister Irina, and their brother Anton.

Kat sighed deeply as she studied the grinning boy with his arms around his two sisters. At that point in time, he was a sweet and innocent boy...no one knew back then that he'd eventually betray the family, and break Eddie's heart in the process.

Kat flipped the photo over, hoping that there would be a message. But there wasn't. It was just the photo, and with that was all the answers that Kat needed. The painting wasn't just stolen by a master thief, it was stolen by family...which in Kat's world could only equate to one thing...revenge.