Justin kicked out at the stone and it ricocheted off the wall of the Loft. He was bored, Becca and Nancy had disappeared off into Chester, Sonny had gone to a football match with Cal, and even his sisters were out. He sat for a moment in the gardens and looked around, the village was deserted. He set off back in the direction of the flat, Becca had left him a list and even though he'd pointedly ignored it earlier he really had nothing else better to do. As he reached the door a shadow fell across him and he swung round, a pale faced Nicole was standing close to him, her breath coming in heaving gasps, "Sam...Sophie...here?" she gasped. "What?" He grasped her hand as she stumbled against him, her breath evening out "Sam! He's here, he's looking for Sophie, we've got to find her before he does" Justin's blood ran cold, the nightmare Sophie had feared was reality "Are you sure?" he asked grasping at straws, willing her to say it was a mistake that her brother was on the run in France like they'd all believed. Nicole grasped his arms and shook him "Where is she Justin, Sam's got a head start, he's been following her for days, he knows about Russ and... he's mad Justin I mean he's really out of it." He wracked his brain; he'd only been half listening yesterday to his sister's prattle as they all left Il Gnosh, bickering about how to split the bill and what they were doing over the weekend. Ashamed he realised he'd been only too happy to escape from the teasing about Becca, advice about the baby and impending fatherhood. Now he needed to find them and find them fast, and he hadn't a clue where to start. "Have you been to the flat, to Louise's flat?" he corrected. "They've been staying with Louise" He glanced in Evissa but there was no sign of Louise, he wasn't sure Sophie hadn't been working this weekend but there was no sign of her inside. He grabbed Nicole's hand "I'll go to the flat, you try and find Russ, she could be with him" She nodded and set off running, he turned and ran in the opposite direction, fear pushing him, hoping it wasn't already too late.