'Max, please!!' Isabel's voice cried through the mist of Max' pain.

Tears ran down his face as he looked up at the rest of them.

'What are they doing to her?' demanded Will, Michael stood at his back looking expectant.

'She's… they're, they're torturing her. She asked us not to come…'

'Yeah well sorry Maxwell, that's not her decision, we're going, I'm not gonna leave my only sister to die in a place like that!' shouted Michael.

Max looked up at him, he was glad Michael was Liz' brother but he was over doing

it… that was Max' job!

He could still feel pain searing through every part of his body, and it was an extreme effort to remain conscious.

'We have to go now… plan or no plan, if we don't go soon she won't be there when we get there.'

Sandy and Isabel nodded, they helped his to his feet and began to help his towards the car.

'Max, Michael, Maria and I will take the jeep. The rest of you take Isabel's car, OK?' commanded Adam.

The others nodded agreement and started towards Isabel's car.

The two cars pulled out of the Evans' driveway and stared off down the high street at top speed. Sheriff Valenti's patrol car followed at a distance.