Alright, next chapter coming at ya... enjoy... Oh, and I own nothing other than Ariana, Max, and Liz... including Remy coming up here soon. Either in this chapter or the next.

Liz looked around the streets, as they rode to the burnt down house.

"How exactly did you know who Toby was?" asked Liz.

"This isn't Toby. This is Max." Ariana said, obviously avoiding the question.

"Ariana. You know what I mean. How did you know about Toby?" asked Liz.

"I have no idea. It's just, when I saw the dog, it sparked in my head that he should be Toby." she said.

"Oh, I see." said Liz.

"This must be it." said Basil, having Max stop as all three got off the dog. Ariana reappeared.

"Mmm... let's see, this must be where my old room was." she said, standing in the middle of a burnt out outline of a house.

"Well, I doubt you could still live here even if you were still alive." said Liz.

"yeah, no kidding there." said Ariana, coming back to the group and looking at the ashes.

"I doubt we're going to find anything here." said Basil. Suddenly, something caught his eye. a knife lay right beside the burnt layout. It was well hidden in the bushes, and he ran over immediately and picked it up, by the blade.

"Mmm, looks like the blood isn't very fresh. This could be the same knife the killer used." said Basil.

"Well, I don't remember any gun shots." said Ariana, thinking hard, and agreeing with Basil.

"Alright, we have clues. Now, all we have to figure out is who was handling this knife." said Liz.

"Can it really be as easy though?" asked Ariana, making a good point.

"No." said Liz.

"She's right. It could take years to find the correct owner of a knife or gun." said Basil.

"Wait..." said Liz, looking at Basil suspiciously. "Didn't you find out who owned the gun right after you found it?" asked Liz, referring back to a previous case.

"Well yes, but first of all, I had suspected Redeye in the first place, and secondly, well, I knew the guy that made the gun." said Basil. "So, completely different, nothing to do with this."

Ariana laughed.

"What?" asked Liz.

"I've never seen smart people argue like this." she giggled.

"Wait, dad." said Liz, turning back to him.

"What?" asked Basil.

"Remy." she said, jumping aboard Max, having the other two jump on as well.

"Remy!" came a call from the kitchen, and he hopped up off of the couch where he was reading a book.

he ran in just in time to catch the bowl of potatoes, and help Olivia move them to the table.

"Good lord, Olivia. What exactly are you doing?" He asked.

"Well, I have a very important meeting, so I'm making some potato salad." she said.

"You think you need that many potatoes?" He asked, sarcastically.

"Remy!" she said, yelling at him this time. He smiled and laughed, then went back into the living room. Suddenly, the door opened and in burst Liz.

"Lizzy?" asked Remy, standing by the couch.

"Remy, I need your help." she said.

"What, honey?" he asked, holding her in his arms.

"Remy, you're distracting me." she giggled. Suddenly, Ariana appeared in mid air.

"Ah!" Remy jumped up and Liz had to catch him as if he were a baby. "Sorry." He said, letting himself down.

"Okay, this is Ariana... and she just so happens to have a slight problem..." said Liz, beginning her tale. Remy and Liz sat down on the couch, and Basil took the chair, while Ariana stayed standing. Olivia had heard Remy scream, and came in as well.

So, Liz continued on telling how her and Basil had a ghost's murder to solve and how they had found the knife.

"so, I don't get how you need my help." said Remy, looking back at Ariana, who looked at him hopefully.

"Well, I know your company makes metals, and I wondered if they happened to make knives, swords, and weapons." she asked.

"Well, of course... oh..." He said, understandingly. "Yeah, we just happen to be the closest business around these parts that make those kind of things."

"Perfect. Do you keep a record of what was sold and at what time?" she asked.

"Well, yeah. But think about what your saying, Liz." He said.

"What?"

"Well, you're talking about a murder that happened Monday. It doesn't mean that the person doing the murder bought the knife the same exact day." He said.

"Well, suppose they did." she said. "We can at least have a look and check."

Meanwhile... a small figure stood outside the door. He heard the feet move around the house, towards the door, so he quickly climbed up on the roof.

"Did you hear something?" asked Liz, as they walked out.

"Nope." said Remy, as all five boarded the dog. They all were going down to see if they could find something. The figure jumped down, and went into the house.

"mmm." He said, looking around. He looked through some papers, threw them into the fire, and lit them. He pushed the furniture up against near the fireplace, and poured some gasoline on them as well.

"mmm, Nobody should ever give me a match." He said, walking out the door. As soon as he shut the door, an explosion was heard from inside, and glass was heard shattering. He swept his hands together.

"Oh, I love my job." He said, latching onto a carriage as it went by. He looked back, seeing that the whole house was in flames by now.

Okay, a lot of questions are forming in your mind, I'm guessing. lol. Alright, keep reading and reviewing, and I'll get back asap.