Prologue: It is twenty years after the Lost adventure has ended. She was an elderly but elegant lady. Since she was sitting outside the office of Littleton Investigations, Aaron figured she was there to see him. "May I help you?" he asked warily. "Yes, you may Mr. Littleton," she replied. "Then please come in," Aaron said as he opened the office door and the lady walked over and sat quickly down in the leather chair. "You don't remember me but your mother is the daughter of my late husband. I'm Margo Shephard." Aaron was somewhat startled. He knew from his childhood there had been some type of soap-opera drama in his family. Affairs. Payoffs. Disappearances. But he wondered what all of that meant to him here and now. "Yes, Mrs. Shephard, I do faintly remember you. I'm sorry. What can I do for you?" "I need to hire you. As you may or may not know, the remains of my husband has been missing for over twenty years. But recently I have come across some information, a lead, I want you to follow up on. I will pay you double your going rate." Aaron was amused, "What do you want me to do?" Mrs. Shephard smiled, " I want you to go and bring my husband, your grandfather, home!" Aaron felt a shiver go down his spine. He thought, "My Grandfather? Yeah, that was one of the things that wasn't discussed in polite company in my family such as it was." Aaron somewhat resented Mrs. Shephard for using it to lure him into this case. He thought he should escort her right out the door. But he didn't. He accepted the job. Part was for the money. Part out of curiosity. However, there was this feeling in the back of his mind that he would end up regretting this decision. "Where is your lead taking me?' Mrs. Shephard reached into her purse and took out some photos, documents, and a map. "This is an old temple in Germany. It is 50 miles into the Wannsee forest outside of Berlin. I won't tell you how I came across this information but let us just say it is very reliable. My source says there are answers there. Kept hidden for years. I do know the fact that over 20 years ago, my husband's remains were lost. His body was to have been shipped here to Los Angeles but it was reported by Oceanic Airlines that his casket had been re-routed to Berlin for some unknown reason." "Oceanic?" Aaron asked, "I hadn't heard of them in years." "Yes, well to avoid bankruptcy after a series of mysterious "mishaps", they merged with Ajira Airways about 8 years ago. As a result, many of their records have been purged or otherwise "lost" during the merger. I need you to go to Germany and find this temple. I strongly beleive you will find information that will finally lead me to Christian. I have to close this chapter in my life." Aaron understood but wondered if this "chapter" may end up closing his life." To be continued: Next Chap 5: "The Mercenaries of Darkness."