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Are you resting, Angel?

I've brought you some flowers from the
garden.

I've prayed for justice every day.

And now, on the anniversary of your
death, the gods will finally help us.

Listen.

I'm with my grandmothers.

and her grandmother's before.

You take weekly God of fire.

God of our ancestors to whom we
sacrificed hearts and souls.

I ask that you deliver justice to the
enemies of my

family.

This is Michael Barnard.

I don't care if he did turn the company
around and save us hundreds of jobs. I

don't want Carlisle on my team. When the
exchange opens, buy 200 ,000 shares.

That'll give us control of the board. By
noon, Carlisle's on the street.

I hate three of them.

Yeah, they're not exactly high on my hip
parade either.

Even when they are the hardest to get in
the country.

You make it sound like I'm going to a
Broadway opening.

No disrespect intended.

No, no, I'm just... I know that when the
Barnards sneeze, it's front page news,

and when one of them dies, hey, it's the
whole front section of the paper.

They look good. Can I have one? Sure.

Well, you and Michael Barnard were
pretty tight when you were kids.

Not really, no. I mean, I'd see him
around the house, but... Oh, Michael.

You know, he could be really charming
when he wanted to be, but most of the

he can have a pretty rotten temper, so
mostly I just stayed out of his way.

color's on the table there?

Must have been pretty weird hanging out
with the Barnards when you were a

teenager, huh?

I don't know. Yeah, sometimes it could
be crazy, but most of the times it was

just like hanging out at home, you know,
normal.

I'd say that depends on your definition
of normal.

Well, you know, you're right. It's
whatever you get used to, isn't it?

Linda and I've been friends since we
were little girls, so I never thought of

her family as different.

The next thing you're going to tell me
is that her mother was baking you

in her spare time.

Between running an empire and raising a
family, I don't think she had any spare

time.

Suzanne Barnard's a tough, tough woman,
but she's also a very wonderful person.

You'll have the opportunity to find that
out yourself this afternoon if you

like. How's that?

Oh,

there's a gathering at the family
compound after the funeral.

I was hoping you'd come by.

I told Suzanne we'd look into the cause
of Michael's death.

Where did the police stand?

The official word is that he died in a
fire in his office, but, uh, Suzanne

isn't so sure.

She doesn't think it's that cut and dry.
This is great. I gotta go.

Homework? Yeah, I'm going to be spending
time with the royal family. I thought I

should bone up on them.

Looks like when they started the family
business, they didn't exactly play by

the rules.

Yeah, there were allegations they used
arson to burn out the competition.

So maybe Michael's death was someone's
idea of poetic justice.

Yeah, but why him?

I thought the mother called all the
shots.

That's what I heard, too.

An iron fist and a velvet glove.

Ruthless in business.

But committed to social causes.

I was just reading about Rachel's pal,
Melinda.

She committed suicide in college, left
behind a baby son, Todd.

The father wasn't known. The kid was
raised by his peers and nannies.

About a year ago, Todd drove his Ferrari
over a cliff and walked away with minor

scratches.

Fortunately, his girlfriend wasn't so
lucky.

Yeah, I remember. The press dubbed it
Mr.

Todd's Wild Ride.

Cute.

Well, I don't know if the Barnards are
cursed or blessed.

No, I wouldn't want to trade places with
him, especially now.

Set up a meeting with the corporate
lawyers in the morning to revise the

structure of the family trust. There's
still so much to do. Nothing. We can't

wait.

That'll be all for now.

I'll get you some tea.

Thanks.

I'm so glad you're here, Rachel.

So am I.

Rachel.

I wanted to tell you at the services how
good it was of you to come. Well, I

wouldn't have missed it.

Trevor, I'm so sorry.

We appreciate it.

Mother, I know the timing for this is
inappropriate, but... I just got off the

phone with Jenkins, and he said that...
Tell him we're withdrawing our offer. We

are no longer interested in the merger.

This is a very important deal. It sets
up... I've made up my mind on this,

Trevor. End of discussion.

Listen to it.

Conducting business on the day of my
son's funeral.

Now we lost all sense of propriety. Old
habits are hard to break.

That's great.

I'm glad you could make it.

Suzanne Bernard, Nick Boyle.

Very sorry for your loss, Miss Barnett.
Thank you.

And thank you for coming.

Not a problem.

We'll do anything we can to help.
Suzanne, why don't you think about

time away from all this and just...
Well...

But I'll sort through the details for
you.

I'm not leaving until I find out what
happened here.

Whatever you need, Mr. Boyle, you have
only to ask.

Thank you.

And in the meantime, I think I'll go
find out how Todd is doing.

He's very upset over his uncle's death.

Spending time with you is just what he
needs right now.

We've left everything exactly as it was.

So this is the only area that was burnt?

That's right.

How does someone burn up without the
whole room or the whole house catching

fire?

That's what I want to find out.

The police have gone over everything
quite thoroughly.

The chief is personally taking charge of
this investigation.

So I hear.

So what do you expect to find?

Something that might not have occurred
to the chief.

I'd like to take this piece of glass.

Be my guest.

As you know, Grandmother's very
protective of me.

I guess because for now I'm the last of
the line.

If I am the future of this family,
Rachel, we are in big trouble.

Or should I say bigger trouble?

Now, come on, Todd.

You're not expected to be anybody but
yourself.

Yeah, right.

According to everything I heard when I
was growing up, that's what killed my

mother. She couldn't live up to being a
Barnard.

Not easy being a Barnard.

But your future, that's yours to create.

You gotta believe me.

Well, that's easy to believe in
principle. It's almost impossible to

Listen, um... Lately, have you gotten
any death threats?

I mean, or has anyone in your family?

You know we get death threats like most
people get junk mail, Rachel.

We just hand them over to the police and
go about our business.

What about the Sanchez family?

After the trial, how did they react to
you? Were there death threats then?

The only family Angela had was her
grandmother, and she went into seclusion

after Angela's death.

I tried to talk to her and tell her how
sorry I was, but she wouldn't return my

calls.

She never liked me that much.

She always thought I was taking
advantage of Angela.

Were you?

Rachel, I was in love with Angela
Sanchez. I still am.

But that part of the story wasn't as
well reported.

It's disgrace makes better copy.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, so am I.

It's good to talk to you again like
this, Rachel.

You know, you were always there for me
when I was growing up.

Your mom would be proud of you, you
know?

Anytime you need to talk to me, you call
me, okay?

This might take you up on that.

I hope so.

So what do you think? Could this have
been caused by some sort of weird

I don't think so.

If even something as small as a letter
bomb would have left some sort of

evidence.

Like shrapnel on the walls and the
furniture.

Characteristic pitting on any of the
areas near the black.

Find something?

No.

I'm gonna take these back to the house.

I just talked to Derek on the sat link.

Do you fill him in?

Yes, and he said the usual.

Defy conventional wisdom.

Throw out your first conclusion.

Look for the least obvious.

Well, we could be looking at anything
from a high -powered laser to

human combustion.

Well, which of those two would be the
least obvious?

I don't know. You tell me.

Oh, look at that. That piece of glass
was taken from a window in Michael

Barnard's den.

I cut this from his desktop.

Feel it.

Feels lumpy.

Stored it.

Could be the result of a brief but
intense surge of heat.

So we have one sample of glass from the
window and one from the desktop, and

those are the only two places in the
room that I found melted glass.

What do you think?

A ricochet?

The gods are answering my prayers, hija.

I may never hear your laughter again, my
angel, but soon your soul will be able

to rest in peace, knowing that justice
has been done.

continue to bring the rain of fire down
upon our enemy.

The worst thing for a parent is to
outlive a child, and now I've buried all

three of mine. All my life I've had to
be strong to hold this family together.

But I tell you, I don't know how much
more of this I can take.

You've been through more than any one
person should ever have to go through,

Susanna.

But I promise we're going to find out
what's going on, and we're going to stop

it.

How's it going out there?

Pretty cursed, and the police just left.

Same thing that happened to Michael?
Right down to the neat pile of ash.

I'd say we could rule out Michael's
death as an isolated incident.

Something's definitely targeting his
family.

Well, I'm just digging through the
archives to see if I can find a clue as

what might be behind this.

All right, keep me posted.

All right.

A stunning verdict in the court today
clears Todd Barnard of all charges

stemming from an accident that killed a
young woman, Angela Sanchez, reportedly

his girlfriend.

Equally surprising, Angela Sanchez's
only surviving family member, her

grandmother Dolores, has refused to
bring civil litigation against the

for wrongful death.

Dolores Sanchez would say only that God
will bring justice and that she hopes

the Barnard family burns in hell.

God will deliver justice.

Make them see the light.

They will burn.

Before they are in hell.

Dolores Sanchez would say only that God
will bring justice. She hopes the

Barnard family burns in hell. That's not
what she said at all, darling.

Still playing with flowers, huh?

Now, how many times do I have to tell
you there are flowers and then there are

orchids?

Hello, Alex?

You've taken wonderful care of yourself.

And you've quit using Chanel.

What's this new scent?

White diamonds.

Very nice.

Still can't compete with the beautiful
fragrances you have in here.

My cymbidium.

I'm just fortunate the university gives
me this small corner, thank you, to

indulge my habit.

So what brings you down to see this
humble scholar?

Humble's the right word.

I read all about the Incan exhibit that
you landed for the university.

All that.

I was lucky the Peruvian Minister of
Culture took pity on me.

Right.

Anyways, do I need an excuse to be an
old friend?

No, not at all.

If I remember, the last time you were by
was September 95?

I've been busy.

No excuse is necessary.

I haven't been down to see you at the
Luna Foundation since 93.

September 92, but who's keeping track,
right?

All right, Alex.

Enough of the small talk.

Well, I've come across this artifact
that has stumped me.

Stumped you?

Well, then it must be an obscure piece.

Tell me about it.

Well, it's a round medallion. It appears
to be gold. It has a crescent moon on

the upper left side and on the right a
blazing sun.

And underneath, the man raising his
hands towards the sky.

Oh, you're amazing.

It's what I do.

The piece you're describing sounds
Toltec, maybe early 11th century.

It's very rare.

What was it used for?

It's an icon for magic used by a bruja.

A witch.

Yes.

They had different medallions for
different purposes, but each of them

that the wearer was a practitioner of
Toltec ritual sacrifice.

Human sacrifice?

On occasion.

Tell me, do you have the medallion in
your possession?

No, I don't.

But I know who does.

That all sounds wonderfully mysterious.

You know, I have some books in my study.
You should dig through them, give you a

better idea of what you're dealing with
here.

Although I should caution you, some of
them are fairly grisly.

Don't worry, I'm used to it.

First my Uncle Mike, then my Uncle
Trevor.

I can't believe this is happening.

I'd just like to know what's happening.

Did you find something?

Yeah, same deal as before.

Some kind of high energy is partially
liquefied at the bulb lamp over there.

So, what does it mean?

Well, basically that you're not safe
here.

My grandmother refuses to leave, which
means I'm not leaving either.

Rachel's trying to talk some sense into
her now.

I'd like to bring the both of you back
to Angel Island.

We have a house that's well protected
there. Keep you away from whoever or

whatever's behind that.

So you have no idea how my family's
getting killed?

No. No, we don't. All I'm concerned with
is protecting you.

Jill!

All right?

Yeah.

Nick just saved my life.

Yeah, the question is, from what?

Look, this thing, whatever it is, is
after me now.

We don't know enough about this thing
yet.

Whatever it is, though, we're going to
protect you.

Yeah, I know you will, man.

I don't think there's anyone that can
protect me at this point.

Spoken to Alex?

Yeah, she called. She's on to something.
She's going to call me again as soon as

she's got more details.

Well, if I'm destined to die in the very
near future, there's someone I need to

see first.

No, no, wait a minute. You're not going
anyplace by yourself.

Rachel, if this thing wants me,
eventually it's going to get me.

This is something I need to do. Okay,
fine. I'll come with you.

Maybe I should go along, too. Forget it,
you guys. I don't want any bodyguards

where I'm going.

But you can keep me company if you like.

Okay.

So how did you and Angela meet?

At a dance club in the city.

It was kind of like a scene from an old
movie.

She was with her crowd, I was with mine.

Your eyes met across the smoke -filled
room.

What do we call this inside?

Yeah, pretty corny, huh?

Pretty romantic, actually.

Well, we had to keep our relationship a
secret for a long time.

Too many questions to answer. Too much
prejudice from both sides of the tracks.

What happened that night?

Well, we were out for a drive and I was
showing off.

I had the Ferrari going about 80 just
before we hit a slick patch in the

of the road.

The next thing I knew, we were airborne.

We flipped over a few times.

The car landed on Angela's side, hard.

You know, the funny thing is, she
couldn't have cared less about my car.

I just couldn't accept the fact that she
loved me.

Not my money, not my car, not my family
name.

And I lost her, Rachel.

Because I was too busy showing her what
I was made of instead of who I am.

Leave my granddaughter alone.

Mrs. Sanchez, I was just paying my
respects.

You don't understand respect.

If you did, you would have never tempted
my Angela to run off with you.

It wasn't like that at all, Angela. You
don't belong here.

Mrs. Sanchez, I'm Rachel Corrigan.

I would like to offer my condolences.

Thank you.

Now please leave and take him with you.

Mrs. Sanchez. Sanchez, I am so sorry for
what happened that night.

I loved Angela, and I ask God every day
why he didn't take me instead of her. I

ask the same question.

I am sorry.

Goodbye, Angel.

Leave us alone.

Go with him.

Allow an old woman to mourn in peace.

This is Angela.

Todd loved Angela.

No matter, hate's going to change that.

Yeah.

Hey, Nick.

I got Alex in line.

Oh, great. Put her on the speaker.

Let's go put your speaker on.

Alex, anything new?

I was just telling Nick I think I may
have found something. You know that

medallion that Mrs. Sanchez was wearing
at the trial?

Yeah, I just got a look at it up close
and personal.

She was at the cemetery?

Yeah. I'd stay away from her if I were
you. She could be very dangerous.

Do you think she's the one who's behind
it?

Well, according to what I've been
reading, the medallion was worn by

Well, you think Mrs. Sanchez is a witch?

It's possible.

It's possible that she summoned up
Toltec demons to get revenge.

For Angela's death.

But why would she kill Michael and
Trevor, and why now, a year later?

I don't know, but I do know that the
Toltec demons came in the forms of the

elements, and that's where they drew
their powers from.

Demons of water, of earth, and demons of
fire.

I don't know. I'll just give us a call
if we find anything else, then.

You got it.

And then... We have to get you out of
this house.

I appreciate your concern, Rachel, but
we've got the best security money can

buy. Until your sons have been killed
right under their noses.

That's exactly the point.

Where could we possibly go and be safe?

What are you saying? Are you telling me
you're giving up?

No, no. This is not the Suzanne Barnard
I know. I'm not giving up.

I'm being a realist, which is very
difficult to do when I'm being told that

ancient god is killing off my family.

Suzanne, over the past few years, I have
learned that not everything has a

logical explanation.

I am convinced beyond any doubt that
evil is real, that demonic forces exist.

Suzanne, listen to me. Your family is
cursed.

I know. By a witch, Rachel, please.

Do you trust me?

Do you?

Would I ever lie to you?

No. I don't believe you would.

Then you've got to open your heart and
your mind and listen to me.

Dolores Sanchez intends to wipe out your
whole family.

So what do we do now?

We're going to send Todd with Nick to
Angel Island.

And then you and I are going to go find
Dolores Sanchez. And God willing, we're

going to convince her to stop this thing
before it kills again.

You again?

Mrs. Sanchez, I've brought someone who
needs to speak to you.

I know who she is. I have nothing to say
to her.

Mrs. Sanchez, we need to talk.

I have no time for you or your family.

Please!

I've come to ask for your forgiveness.

I want you to spare the life of my
grandson.

I am not God.

I have no say over who lives and who
dies.

We know what you are, Mrs. Sanchez.

A bruja.

We know you have magic.

You are talking like a mad woman.

Stop what you're doing to my family.

My garden.

Get out of there!

What I'm doing to you.

Why not ask what you've done to me? If
it wasn't for your family, my Angela

would still be alive.

All my life and all my hope was for her.
I know how you feel.

I lost my only daughter before I ever
really got to know her.

She was more frail than I knew, lonelier
than I imagined.

She suffered, but she didn't know how to
reach out for help.

But you still had the comfort of your
sons.

I had no such comfort.

My sons are dead now, Mrs. Sanchez.

I know you were responsible in some way
that we can't comprehend.

They deserved to die. You all do.

Rachel, it's no use.

This is that, Jess.

Dolores.

I know about your medallion.

It's time for this to end now.

It's time.

We don't trust each other. We don't
understand each other.

We've both suffered.

I see the love that you have for Angela
in your heart.

How is her memory served by this legacy
of pain and grief and violence?

Please.

I miss her so much sometimes that I
don't want to leave myself.

I know exactly what you're going
through.

This is Todd Barnard.

Todd, how are you holding up?

Okay, all things considered, but I'm
worried about my grandmother.

I don't think we should let her go out
and see Mrs.

Sanchez. I mean, how do we know she's
safe?

Because your grandmother isn't part of
this thing's agenda.

See, the demon does the will of whoever
summons it, and Dolores Sanchez wanted

to take revenge on your family.

De la raiz, that means from the root,
from the oldest offspring to the

So this thing, this demon, it won't stop
until it finishes wiping out our

bloodline, meaning me.

Maybe I should just give myself up. At
least the rest of you won't be hurt

trying to save me. We don't know that.

If this thing kills you, then maybe
it'll leave itself open to kill anything

else that comes across.

We have to snuff this thing out.

Well, if Rachel is right and she's able
to convince Dolores to remove the curse,

I think we'll be okay.

And if not?

I've made a terrible mistake.

I gave in to my fate.

I wanted to make things equal.

But it's more unbalanced than ever.

My pain is worse for the pain that I
have caused others.

We have to put this behind us now. For
those that are gone. For the sake of our

families, Dolores.

Should the weekly god of fire Whom we

sacrificed hearts and so I bring you a
new prayer tonight

Give

me your hand

This warm flesh embodies the spirit of
my enemy.

I ask that peace may be restored between
us.

Your justice is done.

The thirst for vengeance is quenched.
Let there be no more blood. Let the God

fire who lives in the light be contained
once more and forever.

He is coming.

We must move away. It isn't safe.

I'm staying right here.

Go now.

Go.

God, the fire.

We're contained.

contained.

No one can control it now until it
finishes what it began.

Come.

Where did that come from? The sky was
perfectly clear.

Hello? Alex, can you hear me?

Something went wrong. We couldn't stop
it. What happened?

Dolores, Dolores tried to send the demon
back, but it got out of control. Things

got out of control, Alex.

It didn't work. It's still out there.

She said something about it living in
the light.

It's a god of fire. That's where it
draws its power from.

And it's on its way here.

So what do we do?

We have to make sure it doesn't have any
place to hide.

Which means shutting off all the light
source. Where's the circuit breaker?

It's not that easy. We've got moonlight
pouring in and we have safety lights

that are on battery charge. We've got to
do this manually.

Alex, you take this end of the house.
I'll do the bedrooms.

When we're finished here, we'll work our
way up.

We've got to black this place out
completely.

What about me?

Well, they're going to find you a safe
place when it's in the dark.

So it's going to have to be a closet.

Hank, I'm not sitting this out.

I'll help out, all right?

Okay, let's get started.

in here you're down here almost good we
should be starting upstairs okay

wait the pilot light

You think we're safe in here?

Let's see if anywhere they had light.

Oh, this is a losing battle. There's no
way that we're going to completely block

out all the light in here.

You're right. So we have to change the
battlefield.

What do you mean?

I mean, we've got to get it into a small
space where we can shut out all the

light. All we have to do is lure it
there.

Look, you're going to need bait. Use me.

Forget it. We're doing this to save your
life, not cut it short.

Okay. There's no other choice, and you
guys know it.

So we lure this thing in with my image,
and then I reflect it at the candle in

the safe.

Yeah, we're hoping that it'll nest long
enough in the flames that we can spring

the trap.

Yeah, well, if it doesn't work, you
better have a fire extinguisher handy.

I think I found it.

It's in the light in the hall.

All right.

You can still say no if you want to.

No, I can't run from that thing for the
rest of my life.

Almost showtime. Stay on your toes.

What?

Can you hop back in the library with
Todd?

Let me know when you're ready and I'll
flip the switch. Okay.

The idea that a tragedy can be corrected
by bringing grief to others is a time

-worn fallacy.

Someday, I hope, we'll understand the
futility of revenge and break these

of hatred.

For just as the darkest evil can hide
within the brightest light, so too can

emerge from the saddest times.