Michael Kohlhaas was a nice person . He loved justice and tried everything to achieve it , whether it was for him or for others . All people who knew him would have described him as a good friend , a reliable , honest and nice person , and there was no one who had something bad to tell about him . When his family died , everyone felt sorry for him . The funeral was visited by everyone around town , and the graves and gravestones were probably the most beautiful one could find on his cities graveyard . Kohlhaas had spent all of his money for them , telling everyone who asked that he wanted his family to have the most beautiful place possible for eternity . Michael Kohlhaas felt uncomfortable . The main reason for this was the fact that he was sitting in a tree . For about three hours by now . At night . In front of someone else 's house . Looking through the windows . But he had made a decision . With no other way left , he himself had to fight for justice . He looked at a small bag he held in his hands . It was merely as big as a tennis ball , and a sparkler looked out of it . He lit the sparkler , and threw the bag at the man behind the windows . It crashed through the window and , by now a ball of fire and melted iron , hit his head , burning right into it . The man didn 't have enough time to scream before he died , but died with no sound at all . His body lit the carpet , the carpet lit the furniture , and soon the whole house was on fire . By this time , Kohlhaas had reached the end of the street , and standing there he called the fire brigade . The first few days Kohlhaas worried that the police would find him . But days went by , and no one even mentioned the murder , and no one seemed to know that he had died . Actually , officially he was missing and they suspected him that he had burned down his house himself . " No body , no murder . " Kohlhaas thought . Only problem was , he had no idea where the body had gone . " As I said when I called you : We 're finished . Here 's the key . . . I wish you a nice day ! " The police officer gave a small smile and left , leaving Kohlhaas all alone on the stairs . They had been searching for a clue of the murderer 's identity for two months . Some pieces were still in their labs . But now they had returned most of his furniture , cleaned , and he was again allowed to enter his house . Only problem was : He didn 't want to . The last time he had opened this door . . . all the blood . . . their faces . . . He pushed away the memories with all his force . " The only thing we have to be afraid of is fear itself . " he mumbled as he pushed the key in the lock and opened the door . Kohlhaas ran to the bathroom and said goodbye to his breakfast . His stomach had just calmed down again , when the doorbell rang . He stood up , wiped his mouth and left to open the door . But it was noone there . He was just about to close the door , when he saw the small envelope on the door mat . He picked it up , then looked around again : still no one there . So he closed the door and went into the kitchen . . . well , the room the kitchen had been in . The cupboards were open and empty , the table and chairs filled with boxes . He sighed , freed a chair , took it over to the worktop , sat down on the worktop and put his feet on the chair . Then he opened the envelope , which had nothing written on it , curious about its content . The letter was written in a strange , old looking , beautiful handwriting , and with black ink . The paper was heavy and seemed as well old as precious , and it smelled like a sunny summer 's day . Now he was really wondering about it : that was probably the most perfect letter he had ever seen , and he knew that he didn 't know a person writing letters like this one . He started to read : first of all , I want to express my sincere condolences . Although we don 't know each other , I heard only good things about you and your family . Also , I once met your wife and was deeply impressed by her beauty , intelligence and talent . Her death , as well as the death of her daughter , is a tragic loss for our society . From all I 've heard , neither you nor they did anything to deserve this fate . That 's why I decided myself to help you . You surely already wondered about where the body did vanish to - yes , I know you killed him , and no , I won 't tell anyone , since I deeply appreciate what you did : he always was a disgrace for our society . Anyways : I cleaned your mess up . Know you probably wait for my requirements . Well , I don 't have any . I demand nothing . I just want to help you . Yes , I know , this sounds too good to be true . And why should you trust someone you never heard of and who only wrote this letter for you ? To show you that I 'm honest with you , I 'll share my information : You guessed right about him being the man who hired killers to kill your family . You weren 't his first victim , but luckily you 're his last . The revenge you take was also a revenge for five further families : a lawyer 's , a policeman 's , and a judge 's , who all made the same mistake as you : Trying to sentence him . But he also took revenge on the families of a postman who woke him for a neighbour 's packet , and the family of a driver who made a scratch in his car . As you can see , his death is a good thing . But you probably knew that he deserved death , even though I 'm fairly sure you didn 't know the whole extent of his depravity . But now to what you probably didn 't know : he wasn 't working on his own . He was part of a network of heinous men , who are part of all classes of society : from gardeners , butchers and butlers over business men , bankers and directors all the way up to high ranking politicians and judges . You probably noticed how impossible it was to sue one of them : There was always at least one of them in your way . You might wonder why I 'm telling you about them . Why would someone write a letter to a stranger , especially if it 's about a highly dangerous , secret group ? I 'll tell you why : I need your help . For years I tried to hunt those men down for what they did to me - my fate isn 't that different from yours - and although I had success with doing so for a few years , they became cautious with me being around . More and more , sueing , discrediting , disempowering and yes , sometimes even killing them became difficult . They know my way of thinking , of working , of trapping them . And therefore , they see my next step coming , are aware as soon as I am around , and are pretty much out of my reach . But now you came along , and you managed to kill one of them in your first attempt : something no one has managed before . That 's why I 'm asking you to help me : I need you to kill some of them . Of course we will concentrate on getting the heads , that 's my part . I 'll deliver you the information you need , hoping that you 'll get to kill them . You don 't have to care if it 's messy or of getting rid of the body , that , too , is my part of the work . Only thing I need you to do is to plan and carry out the murder itself . I know you killed him - Who 's " I " ? - I won 't tell anyone - should be glad about that , right ? - I demand nothing . I just want to help you . - As if . Nobody just wants to help . Never . Too good to be true fit 's perfectly . - Giving me information to make me trust you ? Ts . And you can keep your asking for help to yourself , too . - Only thing I need you to do is to plan and carry out the murder itself . - course that 's what you need me to do : it 's the dirty part of it ! - Telling me about other victims and a " network " to motivate me ? Won 't work this way . - Cleaned your mess - true , and probably the best reason to work with you . But I 'll be the one choosing the conditions . Kohlhaas smiled , and took a scissors . " If someone gives you two ways to choose from , take the third one . " he thought , grinning . And with that , he cut the letter in two halves . He then took one of the halves and wrote on its back " If you want me to be your assassin , pay me as one . " and put it back in the envelope . He then placed the envelope on his door mat . Still grinning , he returned to the kitchen and burned the second half in front of his window . " If you want me to be your assassin , pay me as one . " he read . A smile played across his face . And he started to prepare the next envelope . He smiled . She sighed . But she didn 't have a choice . She took the envelope and left his hideout . It was a good hideout . . . even she wouldn 't know where it was . The moment you left it you forgot it . . . except you were him , of course . It was really easy to put the envelope on the door mat . This Kohlhaas wasn 't exactly observant . She rang the doorbell and hid in a tree next to the street . The doorbell rang . Kohlhaas woke up , sighed , and walked to the front door , still in his pj . He opened the door , wondering who 'd visit him that early , and expecting a postman . No one was there . But another envelope lay on his doormat , bigger than the last one . " Didn 't think whoever would do that . " Kohlhaas mumbled . 300 000 . And a name , address , hobbies , daily routine and other information on his victim . And a letter giving him one week to come up with a plan . She threw the powder in the air , created a small wind and , as soon as it had created a small cloud of the powder , closed her eyes and set it on fire . The light flashed like a lightning and remembered her why she had chosen this place for practicing . High trees surrounded the small clearing she was standing in , making sure that no one from the 30min of walking away town would see her . She grinned : it had worked out just the way she wanted it to . Next she took another powder , and did the same , but this time she walked away from the cloud and only lit it being at a safe distance : it exploded . Now she grinned even more . Last thing she did was taking some water and a battery to separate oxygen and hydrogen , caught the hydrogen in a balloon mixed with air , and . . . this time she put the balloon on the other end of the clearing before she lit it . The explosion threw her to the ground , first lit some trees and blew them out again . Aquila blinked . " Shouldn 't do that again . . . " , she mumbled , glad she hadn 't been closer to it . But the explosion had been pretty loud . . . she took her things , that were now spread all over the clearing , and left . The frog had killed him in his sleep . It hadn 't been too difficult to get one of them . But it had been quite difficult to get it into his bedroom . His bad he had the habit of having flowers in it . Kohlhaas smiled . " Let me try something . . . " Tristessa said , drawing a symbol she had just thought of . She smiled , looked at Lilith , tapped it . . . and water appeared right above Lilith , falling down on her . " Hey ! " Lilith screamed , " What did you do that for ? " " Just wanted to try it . . . " " You 're meant to find those disappearing people , not to pour water over me ! " " I know . . . but I had the idea and couldn 't resist it . . . Plus I thought it 'd lighten the mood a bit . . . " " Lighten the mood ? People keep disappearing , and it 's quite probable that they are dead ! " " Yeah , but still . . . " Lilith sighed , and Tristessa continued searching for a symbol that 'd help them . Kohlhaas picked up his weekly letter . The fifth one . By now he was quite used to them . . . and he had had his fun with some of the victims . The most comfortable thing about it was that he didn 't have to clean the mess and evidence he left . But this letter was different . . . he was meant to kidnap a young woman . From the information he got it looked like an easy thing to do . . . he only wondered why he 'd have to wear fire - proof clothes and sunglasses , and why he 'd have to catch her in a strong net . " No . . . " , Lilith was hit by a small stone . " Nope . . . " , Lilith saw everything in shades of green and blue . " And that one neither . . . " Tristessa sighed , whilst Lilith became the size of an apple . The small Lilith glared at Tristessa . " Oh , sorry . . . " and with that , Tristessa turned her back to normal . " Why do all your tries end up with something stupid happening to me ? " " Cause you 're not doing your part of the job but are only standing around , watching me . " she said , smiling . Lilith mumbled . " How am I supposed to investigate here ? That 's Germany ! I don 't understand a word of what they say ! " Tristessa sighed . " I 'm sure you know at least one German . Right ? " " Well . . . " , Lilith sighed . " See ? Now go and ask him or her for help . " " But . . . " " Lilith , I really can 't concentrate with you watching me . " Tristessa said , giving her an apologetic look . " Fine . . . " And with that , Lilith took her jacket and walked out . Aquila came back from her training . She had grown used to practice every second day , and she also always took the same way back to home . And always walked down the street that had been covered in dead zombies a few months ago . She grinned . Luckily they had actually cleaned it . . . " That was an awful lot of work you made us do there . " She spun around , only to see a young girl that seemed a bit familiar to her . " Hi . I 'm Lilith . From the wedding . " " Oh . . . hi . " Aquila answered . " I think I don 't remember your name , though . . . " Lilith continued . " Israel told me my real name is dangerous , so I didn 't tell it . . . but just call me Aquila . " It had taken him quite a while to get fire - proof clothes . But with all that money he had by now , it had been merely a matter of time . With a bit of luck the job would be finished by tomorrow . . . although he still wondered why it was that different from the ones before . Nyx mumbled angrily . " Working for Dusk becomes less fun every day . . . " " True . " Rosella answered . " But at least we get paid for sitting here . " " Yup . And Isabella visits us on a regular basis , too " Nyx said . " Just a shame we can 't talk to her . . . " They both looked at Isabella , who was standing behind a sound - proof glass , looking at them sadly . " So you 're trying to find out why they 're missing ? " , Aquila asked . " Yes , and also where they went or where they were brought to . " " You think they 're still alive ? Some people say they 're probably dead . . . " " We don 't know . " " Oh . " They fell silent for a moment . " How are you searching for them ? " , Aquila asked curiously . She had heard that those people disappeared . The police had given the information to the media , which gladly published the pictures , and everything they were able to find out about those persons . It had been close to impossible not to take notice of those 8 people , who didn 't seem connected . They came from different cities , had different jobs , knew different people . The police wasn 't sure if the cases were connected , but investigated . But a lot of other people were searching for them , too . Journalists , to be the firs ones with a brand new story . Private detectives , who were paid by the families . And others , who just wanted to become famous by finding crucial evidence . So Aquila didn 't really see what they could do that all those others couldn 't . " Tristessa , who is working with me , is trying to find a symbol that 'll be of use . And I 'm meant to search for hints at the places they went missing , as well as to listen to what people are saying . . . Problem is : I don 't understand German . " " And that 's probably why you need my help . " Aquila smiled . " Another question answered . " , she thought , before asking : " How are symbols meant to help us searching for something ? " Lilith sighed , but then she started explaining . He looked at the clearing . It was well hidden , and although he had had a description of where to find it , it had took him quite a while to do so . It was in a part of the forest no ways led to , and had probably been a quiet , wild and untouched place . But now the meadow was mowed and had some burned parts . Kohlhaas saw some hay , but most of it seemed to be in the bag she used as a target for her arrows . There were some broken branches and a fireplace surrounded with stones . Half hidden under some roots was a fox 's hole , and in one of the trees was a big nest . He wondered if the animals who had built them still lived here . " Probably not . " , he decided . Then he started to look for the best place for his trap . Isabella decided she had heard enough . Lilith 'd get Aquila 's help . That wasn 't a problem . Kohlhaas was probably the least suspicious person of this whole region - they wouldn 't hear anything bad about him . And she , together with the other people who had to clean the mess Kohlhaas tended to leave behind , had been very careful not to be seen . It actually wasn 't a problem for them that Aquila 'd help Lilith . It was perfect . Everything seemed to work out just fine . " At least for him . " , Isabella thought angrily . " He 's not the one who 's got to sit in a tree for more than half an hour , being as quiet as possible " But Lilith was a lot more difficult to follow than Kohlhaas . Isabella restrained a sigh of relieve , when they finally decided to see Tristessa ( Aquila still didn 't really understand how those symbols were meant to help them ) and left . She gave them a few minutes , than climbed out of the tree and headed off to the meeting point . " She 's the only German you know , isn 't she ? " " It 's not like I 'd be in Germany on a regular basis . And I don 't think you know that many Germans yourself , do you ? " " Well . . . not really . " " Hah ! " Aquila yawned , then lazily changed into a cat . She jumped on the windowsill and continued listening to Tristessa and Lilith . They had been discussing whether or not she 'd be a help for about an hour , and Aquila was pretty bored by now . She curled up , let the sun shine on her fur and closed her eyes , not really caring what they 'd agree to . On one hand she WAS curious what all that was about . . . but then again it 'd be a lot of work to translate about everything to Lilith . Not to mention that she wanted to continue her training and had a lot of class tests in the next few weeks . Aquila yawned again , and then acted like she was asleep , listening to the both of them . Kohlhaas looked at the clearing , pleased . The target now lay in the middle of it , a small letter pinned to it . Everything else lay in the middle , too . Broken branches and hay , mainly . He also had digged the fox hole bigger , and made it his hideout . He 'd stay in there and wait for her to come . . . and to go into his trap . But not today . She wouldn 't come today , but tomorrow . Kohlhaas left the clearing and went home to get some sleep . He 'd probably need it . Isabella followed him back to the hideout , angrily . " If I only could remember where it is ! But no , it has to be a hideout everyone but him forgets as soon as they leave it . " Knowing where it was it wouldn 't be that difficult to get her friends out . But nothing seemed to work . She had taken notes whilst being inside the hideout , but they didn 't make sense as soon as she left it . She had dropped stones whilst leaving it , but trying to follow them back they ended in the middle of nowhere . She had written down the coordinates her GPS gave her being inside the hideout , but the place they described was empty . And not the same place the stones had led her to . She had no idea left how to find it . And from the grin on his face every time he took her back to the hideout he knew it . From what she could tell , it was just impossible to find a way back to it . She also had tried to learn the way he drove her , but it seemed to always be a different way . Although that was something that was difficult to tell whilst being blindfolded . Isabella sighed . She sighed . He smiled . The spell around his hideout seemed to work perfectly . Even Isabella couldn 't tell where it was , although she was the one who came and left the most . But even better was the fact that he had tricked her into thinking that he 'd caught her friends . She did whatever he told her , whilst Nyx and Rosella wondered why someone 'd pay them for sitting in a cell a few hours a month . Kohlhaas did a good job in carrying out his orders , and everyone else was working properly , too . " Aquila ? " Lilith poked the sleeping cat . It opened an eye , than the other one , started to stretch itself and jumped to the floor , before shifting back to her human form . " What is it ? " , she asked . " We agreed on deciding it later . We 'll have to report on our progress tomorrow . Could you come here again the day after ? " " Sure . " Aquila shrugged . " That 'll be on Saturday . . . which time do you want me to be here ? " Lilith looked at Tristessa . " How about 9am ? " Tristessa nodded , and Lilith said : " At 9am . " Aquila grinned . " Already heard that the first time . " , she said , picked her things up and walked to the door . " Bye ! " She waved , and left . It was already dark by now , but her way wasn 't long . " So tomorrow I 'll learn for maths and do my training and on Saturday I 'll translate . " She sighed . Usually she 'd learn at the last moment possible . . . but since she didn 't know if she 'd have any time to learn on the weekend , she didn 't really have a choice . " Parallel , schneidend oder windschief , Stützvektor , Richtungsvektor , Faktoren . . . " Aquila sighed . She never had been able to really make herself learning for maths . All she had done was reading through some pages , and she now realized that she should look some of the things up again . Or just rely on her luck , as usual . It always worked out somehow , and she was usually slightly above average . Plus she couldn 't learn that much , even if she wanted to . Concentrating for more than half an hour was something she hardly ever managed . So she had decided to go and do a bit of training . And , more importantly , take some water in bottles to her clearing . It was summer by now , and she wasn 't really willing to get a headache from not drinking enough . But the water was heavy . . . she probably wouldn 't do much training in the end . Thanks to the dry weather of the last few days the fox hole was dry , and , except for some roots of nearby trees also empty and surprisingly clean . Also , he had hidden the earth he had taken out of it . All he 'd have to do now was waiting for her to go into his trap . But , wearing the fire - proof clothes , it was too warm to be actually comfortable . Kohlhaas just hoped she 'd turn up fast . As soon as she was able to look into the clearing she dropped the water . Someone had been here . Everything had been brought to it 's middle , and an envelope was pinned to her target . She looked around : noone was here . And there were no other traces that someone had been here . She carefully stepped out of the wood , but nothing happened . So she slowly walked over to the target with the envelope , reached for it and : the floor gave in . She tried to get hold of something , but all she managed to get a hold of was the net where all those branches and the hay had been on , making it look like solid ground . Within seconds she was completely caught up in it . And struggling only made it worse . Unfortunately she had not only dropped her water but also her bow and her knife . But maybe if she changed into a fox she could use her teeth . . . Aquila realized too late that someone was up there when she changed . And she didn 't have a chance to change back and act like nothing happened . While the man looked at her in shock , the net closed in on her , leaving her now even less space . She 'd probably squash herself if she 'd try to change back . Looking up she noticed that the man was wearing heavy and warm looking clothes and some strange - looking sunglasses . In any case , he was probably the one who set the trap up . Aquila gnarled and than started to bite at the net . But she realized within seconds that she wouldn 't manage to get through it . " Changing into a mouse or something would be of use , now . . . " Aquila thought . The man now had shaken off his surprise and started pulling her up . But he made sure to stay out of the reach of her teeth , and she didn 't have enough space to struggle . Aquila could do nothing to escape . So instead she tried to concentrate on the way . Wherever he planned to take her : she 'd make sure she 'd find her way back . Or so she thought , until he put her into the boot ² of his car . It was dark , but not completely . The bit of light that reached in was enough for her fox - eyes to see the net she was caught in . She couldn 't be bothered to try to notice where the car was driving . She wouldn 't be able to remember all the turns either way , and her biggest problem was definitely to get out of the net . Being free of the net she could just wait , as an eagle , till the man 'd open the trunk and then fly away . From the shocked expression on his face when she changed to a fox she concluded that no one had told him she could shape - shift and she was going to use that advantage . But first , she 'd have to escape the net . It was completely knotted and she didn 't really have enough space to move . . . Aquila changed into a cat . Now she was able to turn around and look at the open side of the net . . . well , the side that could be open . She had given up on trying to bite through the net , it was too stable . But she might be able to get it in order and herself out . . . Untangling a net with a cat 's paw definitely was no easy thing to do . If cats would have had the ability to sigh , Aquila would have done it . It seemed like she 'd have worked on it for hours , but still she couldn 't get out . " Next time someone catches me in a net I sure as hell won 't move . " she thought angrily . But at least there was a progress . She was just about to continue , when she realized something had changed . A moment later she had changed into a fox and laid herself down . The car had stopped . Not only on a traffic light , but it stood still , and the engine was turned off . And that probably meant . . . The trunk was opened and the man looked at her . Then he walked out of sight for a moment , but still in the net , she didn 't even try to escape . Instead she tried to look as harm - and helpless as possible . Maybe she could get him to underestimate her . For the same reason she had changed back into a fox : No need to let him know she could be a cat , too . He returned , now wearing some thick and stable looking gloves . " Wouldn 't have bit him either way . It 'd be quite stupid to make him angry , and I couldn 't escape from that net , either . " she thought . So she didn 't move when he got her out of the car , but looked around curiously . S , she read on the number plate . That meant she wasn 't too far away from home , S standing for Stuttgart . The street was just a normal street with houses on both sides . " Just your average neighbourhood , it seems . " Aquila didn 't mind that he carried her inside one of the houses , she knew what she had wanted to know . The inside of the house surprised her , though . It seemed as if the man had just moved in or was about to move out : cupboards were open with half filled boxes in front of them . He reached for a door , opened it and she saw some stairs . " The cellar ? Great . . . " Cellars usually had a lot less ways to get out . To her surprise , it should be even worse . A cage . He had a cage in his cellar , comfortable enough , though : it had a bed and a small separated room in the corner , which she suspected to be a toilet . The man opened the cage , put fox and net on the bed and looked at them . " Erm . . . Do you understand me ? " Aquila nodded . " … will you be able to get out of that net yourself ? " Aquila shook her head . The man sighed . Then he picked fox and net up again and laid them down next to the cage 's bars . He left the cage , locked it and went away , just to return with scissors . " Don 't move . " He said , and then he started to cut the net open . Aquila stayed still until he was finished and had taken his hands out of the cage , then she stood up and changed back to human . " Why did you kidnap me ? " She asked angrily . He shrugged . " They pay well . " And with that , he left her alone . Aquila looked around . She was in quite a huge cage , the bars reaching from floor to ceiling . The bars were too close to each other for a fox to get through , but . . . Aquila changed to a cat , walked up to the bars and comfortably out of the cage . Now that was just a bit too easy . All she 'd now have to do would be to get out of one of the cellars windows . Yes , they were closed right now , and yes , they were quite high above the floor , but by changing into a human both problems could be solved easily . She wouldn 't fit through them , but would be able to open one , but a shelf or something else next to it , change into a cat , climbed up the chosen part of furniture and just jump out of the window . For a quick moment she considered to do exactly that . But what use would it be ? Someone was paying this guy for kidnapping her . Yes , she 'd be able to lead her friends to him , and she was quite sure that he wouldn 't stand a chance . But it was probable that she 'd soon have someone else trying to kidnap her instead of him . And next time she might not be lucky enough to have an incompetent kidnapper like him . So , what she really needed to do was to find out who had sent him after her . She looked around . This cellar didn 't really look like a place for prisoners . Except for the cage , it was just your average cellar : Lot 's of boxes , some shelves , and everything filled with dusted items . Here , too , everything was half unpacked . All the boxes had labels telling what was in them . " Newspapers " , " Books " , " Bills " , " Wires of different kinds " , " Old electronics " , it didn 't really seem like the way someone would pack and label his or her things for moving . Besides , who 'd take old newspapers , single socks , diverse pieces of wood or broken ceramics with them when moving ? And then she found a small box , labelled " diaries and photo albums " . Aquila changed to human and grinned . Just what she needed . She 'd look through them until it was dark outside , hopefully being able to find out who had paid him to kidnap her . And then she 'd leave in the cover of tN Aquila awoke . There were footsteps on the stairs , so she hurried to hide the diary under her pillow . Then she walked up at the bars at the other end of the cage , close to the stairs . She didn 't want to be caught with it . Kohlhaas came down the stairs and stopped in front of the cage , just out of her reach . He was holding a plate in one , and a bottle of water in his other hand . " It 's time for breakfast . " he said . Aquila barely managed not to swear . Apparently she had not only fallen asleep , but also slept all of the night . Now she 'd either have to wait another half day , or risk running through his garden ( as a cat ) at day . She didn 't like either thought , but now it was too late , she had already overslept in the worst conditions she could think of . She held back a sigh , and looked at the plate . Bread with butter . She didn 't like butter . This time , she allowed herself to sigh , but still took bottle and the plate , which barely fit through the bars , mumbled a thanks and sat down on her bed . Tristessa and Lilith reached had been waiting for a whole hour . " We said nine , didn 't we ? " , Lilith asked , for the third time by now . Tristessa didn 't bother to answer , but instead said : " Maybe she just forgot . . . " " I doubt she did . " " Too . " They waited another few minutes , and then decided to go and look for her . Looking for someone whose name you don 't know , in a country which 's language you don 't speak isn 't an easy thing to do . Lilith and Tristessa had tried , but after an hour of asking people they had gotten nothing but weird looks and some mumbling behind their backs when they walked away . Aquila finished reading the diary . It seemed as if that guy at least had some reason to be angry . After all , his family had been killed . But that still wasn 't a reason to go around and kill others , at least not in her opinion . Since the diary had been full after his first murder , Aquila didn 't know if he was actually responsible for all the other missing people , as well . But it seemed probable . She doubted it 'd be easy to get his current diary , and besides she was already late , Lilith and Tristessa would now either be worried or think she forgot . Or changed her opinion . In any case , she was late . And she didn 't see a point in being more late . Yes , there was a chance that there 'd be a better kidnapper the next time , but that one only gave her bread with butter . . . Aquila changed into a cat and left the cage . She changed to human , put two boxes on top of each other , climbed them and opened the window . Then she changed back into a cat . She had been practicing to jump . She knew a cat should be able to jump high enough . But still , she had to get rid of a picture of herself , jumping face - first into a wall . Aquila - cat shook her head , then jumped on the boxes and for the window . On her first try she only reached out of it with her front legs , and hadn 't be able to climb out , but the second time she managed to jump out of it . She looked around the garden , decided to leave it on the front side , since the fences around it seemed quite high , and did so . She made sure to get some corners between herself and the house before she hid behind a car and changed back into a human . Then she realized she didn 't have any money on her , so she wouldn 't be able to buy a ticket home . . . she sighed , hid again , changed back into a cat , climbed a tree , and chaAquila Felis