'Kat' Gabby's voice pulled Kat from her daydream. Kat turned to her cousin realizing that quite a bit of time had passed. Everyone else on the plane was fast asleep, the sky had become an inky blue.

'Do you remember the last time we saw Anton?' She asked. Kat nodded

'We were just kids' Kat sighed. Gabby gave a little shiver.

'I've never seen Eddie so angry before; he banned Anton from his house! Eddie didn't even do that to Charlie when they fell out!'

'Do you know the truth? Kat wondered.

Gabby shook her head. 'Every time I asked Eddie or my mom, they'd skate around the subject. In the end, I just stopped asking'

'I don't know either' Kat glanced out of the window. The image of her uncle sitting on the bench with his arms wrapped protectively around Kat and Gabby's mom was imprinted in her mind. Anton always stood out compared to his sisters; his eyes were striking and bright. Even in the tarnished photograph, his eyes were bright, wild and full of mischief. Very similar to the boy she saw at the Henley, then again in Berlin.

'Oh my God' Kat exclaimed turning back to Gabby.

'What?' She asked. Kat's eyes widened.

'I...I think Anton had a son'

'How do you know?' She asked

'Because the guy I saw at the Henley and in Berlin looks exactly like young uncle Anton. I didn't realize until seeing this photo properly'

'Kat' Gabby leaned across and held her hand 'This is a family issue. Eddie will know what to do'

'I hope you're right' Kat sank back in her seat, the hours of traveling began to take their toll on her. Kat soon drifted off asleep, waking up to the sound of tires scrapping on the ground as they landed back home.

'You okay, Kat?' Hale asked as they made their way across the tarmac. Kat didn't really react, she just kept her focus in front of her.

'I'm fine' She said

'You're lying' He grabbed her arm to stop her moving 'Come on Kitty, tell me the truth' He stared right at her. Kat found it hard to look at him, if she kept staring, she'd tell him the truth.

'Be prepared for Eddie to kick you out of the house' She said instead. Hale grumbled and let her go.

'I thought all the secrets we had were left behind, Kat' He hissed

'If that's the case, then what's your first name?' She folded her arms, glaring at him. Hale opened his mouth and shut it again. 'See?' Kat raised her eyebrow 'We all have secrets, Hale. And we should decide when they come out'

'Not if it puts you in danger' He said. 'Kat, I don't want to lose you over a painting!'

'Then you're in the wrong business' Kat began to walk way

'So what?' Hale called after her 'You'd sell out your friends to get a heist done?' He couldn't believe her; for the last few days, Kat was being herself again, then this morning she's back to putting her walls up around her.

'I did it to Nick at the Henley' Kat quipped back 'Necessary actions take necessary risks'

'Is that what I am to you? A risk?'

'ENOUGH' Gabby snapped, standing in between them on the airstrip 'Both of you will leave this conversation right here' She turned to Hale 'Kat and I have both grown up knowing how important secrets are. We've also both witnessed how destructive secrets can be as well. So leave it' Gabby then turned on her cousin 'Stop trying to protect us, Kat. We're all involved...even Hale. Now, the more we argue, the less time we have to fix this mess. Let's move'

Gabby took control and moved off with an air of confidence, Kat trailed behind her gorgeous cousin feeling like she'd just been told off at school.

The limo ride back through the city was tense, to say the least. Kat decided to ride up front with Marcus, an experience she hadn't had since knowing Hale.

'Can they hear us back there?' Kat asked, glancing at Marcus.

'No, Miss' He replied.

'Good' She sunk into the leather, relaxing.

'I know it is not my place to say anything, but master Hale has very strong feelings towards you' Marcus, the ever silent and reliable, kept his gaze firmly fixed on the road.

'I know' She sighed 'I have strong feelings too'

There was no much said on the matter

'Marcus…' Kat began 'Hale's going to find out things, dangerous things, about my family. I need you to try and keep him away'

'That is quite an impossible task, Miss'

'I don't want Hale to get hurt, and neither do you, but if he follows me, then something will happen. His reputation, skeletons in the closet, something will come out.' She shook her head 'I don't want him to be ruined because of me'

'I will try my best, Miss'

'Thank you' Kat smiled, grateful that somebody didn't question her motives.

Eddie's Townhouse came in to view quicker than Kat had wanted. Marcus pulled up and everyone began to disembark, apart from Kat. She sat in the car composing herself.

'Are you alright, Miss?' Marcus looked at her carefully, wondering if she was going to be sick in the car or not.

'Everything's going to change once we walk through that door' She let out a shuddery breath.

'Change can be good, it puts things into perspective' He got out of the car to open her door.

'Thank you, Marcus' Kat smiled

'My pleasure, Miss' Marcus offered his hand to help her out. New York was colder than she had remembered, or that could just be just from the nerves.

'Kat, are you sure about this?' Gabby asked. Kat looked at her cousin but did not answer. She did not know how to answer the question correctly. Was she sure about this? No. Was she going through with it? Absolutely.

Kat climbed the small section of stairs that led to the front door. As always, it opened once she turned the knob. For a house owned by a thief, it was quite easy to gain access to. Kat strode across the threshold followed by the others. There was chatter coming from the kitchen, a low hum of activity. The smell of sourdough and fresh tomato clung to the air.

'You're back' Eddie said, his focus on the stove.

'How was Poland?' Her father asked.

'Good' Kat muttered

'You knew where she was?' Hale quipped, annoyance staining his face. Bobby just shrugged.

'I know my daughter'

'But you didn't think to tell us?' Hale folded his arms. Bobby sat forward, his arms braced on the table.

'I know my daughter' Although they were the same words, this time they cut through with a deeper meaning.

'Do you know who took the painting?' Bobby diverted the conversation. Everyone turned to look at Kat, who was staring at the oak table.

'I do' She muttered

'Well, who is it?' Her father asked. Kat glanced up, her eyes connected with his for a moment before she looked away.

'Eddie, you need to sit down' Kat said. Up until this point, Eddie had been facing the stove, his attention solely on the next homely meal he'd make. Eddie looked back at her, unsure if she was serious or not.

'What is it?' He asked. Kat slipped a hand into her pocket, produced the photograph and placed it on the table. Eddie looked at the paper and then back at Kat. She bit her lip. Eddie shuffled forward, picking the picture up in shaky hands, and turned it over. Kat watched as the color drained from his face.

'No' He shook his head 'This isn't possible'

'Eddie, I'm so sorry' Kat said. She tried to reach for him but he jerked back. She could see the panic rising.

'Edward' Bobby stood up, reaching for the old man as well. But it was too late. Eddie collapsed on the kitchen floor, gasping for breath.

'CALL 911!'