Prologue

"I can't see anything through this damn rain," he whispered. His clothes clung tightly to his body as ran came down around him in sheets. Looking through the branches of the large oak tree he could see the men talking in the parking lot full of cars.

The early evening sky was lit by the sporadic lightening flashes that streaked the sky with color. There was only one reason he was out in weather like this, he wanted answers. Answers to all the questions that seemed to have taken over his life. Once he had the answers he could finally get back to what mattered to him the most.

Her

She was the only person he trusted, the only one he could confide in. The only woman he would ever love. This, however, was the one thing he could never tell her about, it was too dangerous for her to be involved.

The two men who were standing near the car began to walk back towards the glowing lights of the Haunted Star. The party was in full swing and it seemed like the whole town was there, dancing and drinking the night away. He slowly made his way over to the car.

As he came to the black BMW, he placed his hand on the door handle. "There is no turning back now." A voice in the back of his mind warned him as he slowly lifted the handle.

"No problem! I'll go pick her up and be back in no time!" A lively young woman's voice yelled. She opened up her red umbrella and started walking out into the night. He quickly ducked down recognizing that beautiful voice from anywhere. She wasn't supposed to find him here. As far as she knew he was running late to the party. Who was she going to pick up? He thought to himself.

"Hey Lu!" Lucky yelled coming up behind her.

"Yeah?" She replied impatiently.

"Why don't we take my car?"

"Don't worry about it! I have Dante's car and besides I take every opportunity to drive it. It's so much nicer than my car." She boasted sticking the keys in the ignition.

He smiled at her honesty. That was one of the many things he loved about her the most. The rain let up a little as he started to make his way back to the oak tree. He would wait there until she was gone.

In the silence of the night the explosion was deafening. It lit up the sky in a giant fire ball. He fell down to his knees and covered his head from the blast. When it finally calmed he stood up real quick and watched as the party flooded out to see what had happened.

He didn't have to look to know what had happened. In disbelief he looked up to see his car burning.

They knew he was on their trail.

They knew he had information.

They knew his car.

And they knew her.