The day had come and the sun was about to set. Everyone had time to cool off since the argument that morning, and Eliza was hardly seen at all since then. As the family sat to eat dinner Eliza's seat was left vacant. Erik cleared his throat. "Where's Eliza?" He asked. Erik looked around and no one answered. "Gustave?"

"I haven't seen her since this afternoon. She's probably upstairs in her room." He replied.

Erik sighed. "Well whether she's mad at us or not she still going to eat." Erik said getting up from his chair and going up to her room. He knocked on the door. "Eliza, come on, it's dinner time. You need to eat something." Silence. "Eliza you have to eat." Still nothing. Erik grew annoyed and opened the door. "Eliza," He stopped himself when he noticed that the room was vacant. He left and went down the hall to the library. She wasn't there either. Erik went down stairs through the servants' stairway down to the art room. "Eliza?" He called out she wasn't there either. Erik grew worried he went up stairs to the dining room.

"Well, is she coming?" Christine asked.

"Eliza isn't in the house." Christine looked up.

"Are you sure she's not in the tower?" She asked quickly.

"She's not." Harper said. "We went up there to play just before supper and she wasn't there."

"Maybe she's still with her friend." Young Jordan said.

"What friend Jordan?" Raoul asked.

"The one from the park." He replied as if everyone already knew.

"What did she look like Jordan?" Erik asked.

The boy laughed and shook his head. "No Uncle Erik. Her friend was a boy." Erik grew even more worried. "He was tall, he had black hair, and his skin was dark." The five year old finish and looked to his father.

Raoul looked back to see Erik in deep thought. He looked to Meg and she had this look on her face that Raoul had never seen before, but it worried him. "Meg, are you alright?" She looked at Raoul then stood up and exchanged looks with Erik.

"Jordan, sweetheart, I need you to come with Mama." Meg said, he nodded and went to Meg. As they left the room Erik followed as the three remaining children sat there looking at each other.

"So does this mean dinner is over and I don't have to finish my vegetables?" Harper asked.

Christine rolled her eyes. "You are not leaving until you finish your plate."

Harper huffed and pouted making Gustave laugh.

Meanwhile Erik, Meg, and Jordan went upstairs to Darius' old room. Erik went over to one of the boxes in the room and started going through it until he found what he was looking for. An old picture. Erik came up to Jordan and knelt down holding up the picture. "Jordan, do either of these men look like the one you saw with red?" Jordan squinted and scrunched his nose. Then smiled and nodded. "Which one Jordan?"

He pointed to the man in the picture that stood next to Darius. "That one, that's red's friend!" He said. Erik looked at the picture and sighed. "Did I say something wrong Uncle Erik?" Jordan asked with a small pout afraid he had hurt his Uncle in some way.

Erik played it off and smiled "No Jordan," He said shaking his head. "No you did everything right. I just didn't know that red was friends with this man." Jordan smiled and nodded.

"Jordan, why don't you go back downstairs and see what Papa is doing." Meg said. Jordan nodded and gave Erik a hug, then ran off.

"A brother?!" Christine cried out. "Darius had a brother?!" Confused and stressed she fell back into one of the office chairs.

"Yes, he had a brother. His name is Jason. I haven't seen him in years, and I honestly thought he was dead." Erik replied from behind his desk. "I haven't seen him since I was in Persia, and the last I checked he was sentenced to die. I don't know what happened or why he's here or what on earth he would want with Eliza."

"Maybe to avenge his psychotic dead brother." Meg said from the window annoyed. It took her a minute to realize that everyone was staring at her. She turned to them "Ok, the first person to say 'you need to let it go' is getting flicked in the eye."

Erik sighed, "You have every right to assume that Meg, and have every right to be mad, but it doesn't change the fact that I know he is working for someone." All eyes were on Erik. "He was sentenced to death because of something Darius did when he was young. Darius accused Jason of whatever crime it was, Jason was arrested and Darius was sent to Nadir as punishment to work as a slave for the rest of his days. When things in Paris happened Nadir gave Darius to me for service. I told Darius when he came to me that he would have to earn his freedom. And, well, I think we all know the rest of that story."

"So wait a minute," Raoul said. "How do you know he's working for someone and not doing just what Meg said?"

"Because, Jason hated Darius. He's wanted him dead for as long as I can remember. And Jason isn't clever enough to escape prison and Persia on his own." Erik explained.

"Then the question is who is he working for and why?" Christine said and Erik nodded.

"That my darling ange, is the million dollar question."

Eliza sat in a cold dark corner not knowing where she was and wishing that her father was there. She was so scared and had no idea where she was. The man that took her stood on the other side of the room in the light. Who the hell is this guy and what does he want with me?! Eliza tried to control herself and focus on where she was, but that was so hard to do when she had been drugged. Underground was the first thing that came to mind. Nothing but cold stone walls around her. Every hall she would glance down was pitch black. The only light she could see was that of the torch near the man. Every now and again she would hear a bell. It sounded very close. Church, we're under the church! Her mind screamed.

Footsteps. She heard footsteps. The man turned to one of the pitch black hallways and had his hand on a gun just in case. But the man relaxed and Eliza wanted to cry at who she saw come into the light. "Kasey." The man said in a tone of relief.

She let out a little giggle and ran into his arms. Wrapping her arms around his neck he lifted her up and kissed her deeply. Eliza sat in the corner horrified. What she had said this morning to Gustave was true, Kasey doesn't care, maybe she once did but not anymore. Kasey smiled as their lips parted and gently stroked the side of his cheek. "It seems you really did miss me Jason darling." She said to him with a seductive little smile. He stole away another kiss then she asked. "Did you get it done?"

Jason smiled and looked to Eliza. Kasey looked to her daughter and left the arms of her lover. She took a lantern and lit up the small corner. Eliza moved away afraid of what her mother would do. Kasey looked at her strangely. She bent down and studied Eliza for a moment then shot up. "You idiot! You drugged her! I specifically told you not to drug her!" She yelled at Jason.

"I had no choice she was fighting me!" He yelled back. Kasey scowled at him for the longest time. Eventually Jason sighed and moved to her taking her in his arms. "Look, you know as well as I do that this isn't going to be easy. But we need to get her to Persia. The sooner we get her there the sooner Erik shows up and we are free. You and I can go anywhere. We can start our own family just like we've always talked about." Kasey smiled for a moment then looked back at Eliza. "I'm sure once Erik is put away and given his punishment the Shah will want nothing to do with her. I can request that she come with us instead of being put to work at the palace."

Kasey stared at her daughter. Then she turned to Jason and smiled."That sounds perfect." She replied with a nod.

Eliza couldn't believe any of this. Persia?! Out of all the places in the world she could have wound up in why the hell did she go to Persia?! Papa where are you?