"The Lion will roar and the Morning Star will rise!", Danny said as he crawled away. It was the second time today Eli had heard that. He wanted so bad to chase Danny and make him answer for that but it was too late and right now it didn't matter. Elijah would get his answers, just not right now.

Eli watched as Danny did what he could to get away. The sweet smell of honey was in the air. It was something that Eli always kept with him. He'd sooner loose ammo than give up honey. It was nature's best antiseptic, nothing can live in honey, no infections can grow or fester.

"He's gonna come back. It'll be a week or two... Maybe. But he's gonna come back and try to kill us all." Elijah said to Eric Miller. The gravity of the day was starting to hit Eli. In the last twelve hours he had killed what? Five or six people? They were all shit bags and most people would agree the hills were better off without them but still, this wasn't something that Limehouse was sweep under the rug. If Eli was gonna get his answers he was going to have to run. Christi, the poor girl was going to have to do the same. Her father had it coming, the whole County knew it but Danny was gonna sing a song that said it was in cold blood. Elijah's shooting his friends... Well that could be argued.

Eli grabbed Eric and pulled him away from the cave. It was a conversation he didn't want Christi to hear. "Eric, I'm not going to lie to you. I killed them boys and I don't know how, but I think I set them on fire. There's something really crazy going on around here. It's a bad situation Eric, and you gotta make a choice. You can back to Limehouse and you'll be fine. I won't blame you one bit, just be ready for Danny, he will come back and he ain't bringing supper." Eli didn't know what else to tell Eric. He wasn't going to stop Eric from doing what was right by him.

It was then a sound came from his backpack. One that worried him greatly as there couldn't he more than ten to people who had that number.. Eli left Eric Miller's side and got to his satellite phone.

There was an kindly, grand fatherly voice in the other end. "Mr. Craigh, it's been along time. I believe it was Bosnia when last we spoke. I've long wondered how you've been after Adalida left you. I know you won't ask, but she's doing well. Terrible what happened to your child. My condolences, I was at the funeral. I thought it was best to not make myself know." A smile came a cross the face of the The Genesis.

Shock came a cross the face of Elijah. He knew the man on the other end of the phone. He was a ghost, a shadow,  a spook in every sense of the word. A man who pulled the strings from a place so far away there was never any trace of his existence. The only name he ever was Guiderone. Elijah was scared, for all he had done and the reputation that went with it. This man was far more dangerous than Eli could ever be.

"Guiderone....  I'd ask how you got this number but I have a feeling I don't want to know." Eli said trying to hide his concern.

"Wise choice. An old friend is coming to call on you young man. Nathan Hunter. Like yourself and two children with you, he's been given an amazing gift. Help is on the way young man. You'll need it." Guiderone said knowing he was in complete and total control. The line went dead.