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     Charles took Lexa by the hand making her take a shower to clean herself up and wash the blood from her hair. While she did this Charles went into little Jason's room where the small boy sat frightened trembling in his tiny bed. Charles told him everything was going to be alright but he needed for him to get dressed as it was necessary for him to leave with his 'mother'. Lexa quickly finished as she dried her shivering naked body then she rushed to ready herself to leave, downstairs Lexa met Charles who held the boy in his arms, out by his car parked under the portico. He explained to Lexa that now Xation was dead she would stand to inherit a fortune, but now she had to leave the property as it was a crime scene.
     "But what about you Charles?" she asked a sad tone in her voice.
     "Don't worry about me.., Leah." he said with a very serious look in his eyes. "Take 'your' son and go to a hotel, order a bottle of wine and come back here in the morning. You must tell the police you and Xation had a fight and you left with your child." he explained as he noticed under the porch light the red marks on her thin neck. "Here take this," he said handing her about $1000.00 and an envelope that was addressed to the Red Cross; which contained the cashier's check. "Take this to the post office off Slyvan and 30, the directions are on the seat.

     "Charles please come with us!" she begged her dear, sweet, friend but he refused instead he gave her a long passionate kiss and said goodbye, knowing full well he would never see his dear, sweet Lexa whom he loved above all else, nor would he see Leah's little boy ever again. Lexa wiped away many tears as she pulled away from the great house; which soon would be hers. As the image of Charles grew smaller in the rear view mirror Lexa shook her head wiping away the many bitter tears which flowed from eyes like water down a mountain. She knew not what Charles was about to do. She was fearful he might now go off and put a bullet in his head. Jason shook uncontrollably as the two drove on.

As he watched her drive away in the little silver car he waved and smiled then he went back upstairs and sat on the side of the massive four poster bed where he took out his cell phone and called 911.
     "911. What is your emergency?"
     "Yes, hello. My name is Michael Cullen. I am at 3427 Prince Lane and I have just shot and killed Xavier Antonio De La Rosa Diaz." he said calmly.
     "You shot him?" asked the worried dispatcher.
     "Yes."
     "Are you sure he's dead?"
     "Oh, please hold." he paused went over to Xation's naked bloody body and pulled out his gun and shot him twice in the heart then he came back to the phone and said "I'm sure now."
     The dispatcher sat there shocked for a moment in silence then she instructed him to leave the weapon in the house and go outside and wait for the police and ambulance. He suggested she send the coroner instead.

Now as it happened Mr. Pruce had sobered up and finally made it to Xation's just right before the cops showed up. When they came upon him he had no idea what was happening. The officers pulled him out of his car, weapons drawn and hand cuffed him, tossing Mr.Pruce in the back of one the cruisers. He was confused and in a panic as he saw the lights and sirens of the waiting ambulance switch off; which always meant the patient was no longer living and when he saw Charles step out of the house his hands raised above his head he knew immediately that could only mean one thing. Bengiman Pruce's heart broke that day for the first time in his life. His best friend in the entire world was dead! "Charles I will fucking kill you!" he shouted out from the squad car as Charles walked past him as he turned, hands cuffed behind his back, as he laughed at Mr.Pruce before he himself was placed in the back of a police cruiser. Then it was the duty of the officer's to transport the two suspects to the Justice Center in down town Dallas. They were both questioned and two days later three officers from The Metro Police Department flew all the way from London to take Mr.Pruce back to a prison cell. And our dear Charles Le Mesa, born Michael Cullen, was later found guilty of murder in the first degree, to which he fully confessed his long list of crimes. Whereupon the punishment was decided and he was sentenced to die by lethal injection by the Great State of Texas.    

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     Xation stood there for a moment in silence before he went back into the living room; where his wife and Charles sat rigidly in the tense atmosphere. Xation sat down next to his wife, he glanced over at the broken shards of the dessert plate on the hardwood floor, he looked over at Charles who said nothing and had no expression of emotion on his face. "Leah.., " he paused putting his arm around her "I want you to go upstairs and get ready for bed."
     She gave Charles a frightened look, staring over at him she stood up, muttering something to Xation of which Charles did not hear. Then, as she passed by him, Charles took in a deep breath smelling the scent of her sweet perfume as she left the room. Then the two men were left alone for a moment. Charles watched the expression on Xation's face turn from shame to joy as he told Charles how happy he was to be able to go upstairs and be with his wife. Charles agreed and then excused himself to go out to his room to unpack his suitcase. "I just want to take a nice hot shower, and get clean, then get some rest." he said shaking Xation's hand, thanking him for welcoming him into his home once more.
     Xation smiled and laughed telling Charles he was more than happy to invite him into his home. With that Charles watched as Xation ascended the grand staircase then he went back out to the spacious pool house going to the bedroom where he had hidden the loaded pistol. It was about ten minutes later when he heard Lexa shouting as she stood naked in front of an open window where Xation could be heard cursing her name. "Lexa I will fucking kill you with my own two hands!"
     Lexa fell on her knees as Xation pushed her violently to the hardwood floor enraged as he discovered the truth when he stripped her naked in a passionate gesture. When he saw no scar from the birth of Leah's child he choked the truth out of her. And just as his world collapsed, along with his mental state, Xation crawled up from behind her, naked he fell hard against her and, just as he reached out for the final time, wrapping his large strong hands around her neck he squeezed tightly and Lexa saw white spots appear in her eyes and just as those little white spots began to turn black she heard a loud explosion and felt something wet, warm and sticky splatter all over her naked back and shoulders.
     Xation collapsed in a heavy heap on top of Lexa, who heard someone shrieking then she realized it was her, as Charles stood there holding a gun in his hand begging her to stop screaming. "You killed him?" she said in a whisper as tense as wire.
     "Yes." Charles smiled "Xation Day is dead."
     Lexa gazed down at the corpse in morbid fascination, at the gunshot wound in Xation's head, then she looked up at Charles, who had flipped Xation on his back, Lexa had a sudden look of fear flash from her eyes as she asked "What do we do now?" her voice sounding strange as she knelt there stark naked with Xation's blood and brains dripping down her back, staining her long blond hair.

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     So it was they all sat and supped together, Leah showing off her new diamond ring, Serena talking of her plans to remodel the house Charles had been staying in, Xation and his father discussing business dealings and a trip to a ranch in South Texas where they were planning to go deer hunting later in the fall. Meanwhile Hays and Charles sat there drinking and eating and agreeing with their hosts. It was all quite nice. Until dessert and coffee were served in the living room.
     It all began innocently enough when Xation showed Serena a picture of the horse he had recently purchased in Spain. She had commented how the horse looked exactly like her Andalusian Stallion, Prado. It was when she said 'my horse Prado.' her family averted their eyes from her, saying nothing. Serena knew instantly something was terribly wrong. When her mother explained to her there had been an accident and Prado had to be put down Serena was furious. But, when her father explained it was her older sister, Felina, who had taken her horse out for a run and fallen with the animal, Serena became enraged. She went on a tirade yelling at her mother and father throwing her dessert plate against the wall, screaming at the top of her lungs. She was uncontrollable and inconsolable. Leah and Hays were shocked by her outburst, but Charles was not as he had witnessed many legendary fights between the mother and daughter. Not even Xation could bring his sister under control. So he slipped out to the kitchen informing his small house staff to leave, deciding it was best to give them the night off rather than be embarrassed by the tantrum his little sister was having.
     After fifteen minutes or so of her cursing and sobbing Serena left in tears with Hays who took her home. Now after they had departed Xation got into an argument with his mother and father saying they were always so mean to Serena who could never please them, no matter how hard she tried. This upset his mother, but when she tried to defend herself Xation said to her. "And any moment she has found something to make her happy, you always come along with something to say to snatch away that little piece of joy she had. Why do treat your daughter so horrendously, her entire life you have done this? Why do you think I treat her more kindly than I do Felina?" here Xation's mother slapped him across the face, and even Charles was embarrassed for him. Xation wiped away the sting from his cheek, walked out to his front door, opened it up, and instructed his father to take his mother out of his house and go and stay at a hotel for the night. Carlo tried to intercede on Aphina's behalf, but Xation would not hear of it and he slammed the door behind his parents as they left cursing in Spanish under their breath.

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     Charles was delighted to see Hays, and Serena with her mother embracing each other as Xation smiled shaking his father's hand. Xation's little boy, Jason, ran up to Lexa calling out in an excited voice "Mommy! Mommy!" He had not seen his mother in nearly four years, but he knew her instantly, or so he thought.
    Lexa scooped up her nephew kissing him on the cheek and saying how much she missed 'her' boy. Charles thought how clever she was, and good at this charade. He admired her crafty way of acting in this way to achieve the hopes and riches she rightfully deserved.
     Charles shook hands with Carlo, who was looking well for a man of sixty five. He kissed Serena on the cheek then took Aphina in his arms, giving her kisses on both cheeks as he warmly embraced her. She was so tiny, 4ft. 11 in, but in her stiletto heels about 5ft 2. She must of had another 'procedure' done, as her skin seemed tighter, and her eye brows much higher, but she looked good for a woman of her age. She smelled of Chanel No. 5, as usual, and Charles greeted her warmly saying how lovely she looked and how nice it was too see her once more. She gave him a kiss on the lips; which felt strange as something had been injected into her lips for they were now quite swollen and protruding slightly. He made no comment about her appearance, other than to say she looked younger than ever.
     Everyone smiled and laughed creating a warm family atmosphere as they chatted and talked before sitting down to dinner. Little Jason, however, was exhausted from the long flight and he cried to his mother. Lexa took the boy to the massive kitchen; where a sumptuous five course meal was being prepared the aroma of garlic and roasting vegetables and simmering meats and sauces filled the air. Amongst all this she instructed her new chef to bring up a bowl of tomato soup, a grilled cheese sandwich, and a glass of milk to her son's room. Jason then showed his mother where his room was in the great house, upstairs, two doors down from her bedroom. She put him in a warm pair of pajamas and sat with him until he had eaten and fallen asleep; which took about seventeen minutes. Then she went back down stairs to the dining room where a long table was immaculately set with fine china and crystal glasses and candles with beautiful vases of white hydrangeas. Xation and his father Carlo sat at the head of table and Serena sat across from Hays, Aphina sat across from the absent Mr.Pruce, and Charles sat across from Lexa, who had fooled everyone into believing she was Leah. She reminded him of a character in a story he had read. About a young beautiful woman who, at any tragedy that befell her would leave town and become some other woman, a bonnet maker in Lucerne, a prostitute in Rome, etc...
     Charles saw all this as a great scene, a last supper, of sorts, so he wished to bring all his talent of acting to the table tonight. He knew how this was all going to end, so he might as well make his performance memorable. So he did his best to be charming, good natured, and witty. He spoke in a rich clear voice that did everyone good to hear it. So each they sat playing their parts, not knowing tomorrow the sun would rise on the darkest day of their life. Charles sat there with Xation in his grand mansion, with his family enjoying the delicious food and fine wine served to him. Charles laughed to himself thinking upon the ways of animals, as John ColdCreek had told him when spoke of a snake; Who, in the deep dark night will curl up with you when you sleep. Taking the heat from your body to keep it's self warm. But when you wake the selfish snake will bite you and envenom your veins at your peril. So it was that Charles realized now, more significantly, how important his part in all this was. And this gave him great satisfaction

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Charles watched the happy couple enter the palatial house where the servants had lined up by the grand staircase as Xation happily introduced his lovely wife to the staff. She was greeted with smiles and well wishes, she felt like a queen. Xation took her up stairs to the master bedroom where he showed her all her new clothes and presents. She took a few expensive designer gowns and held them up to her body as she swayed around the room. Lexa was absolutely thrilled at the sight of her new home. She was even more enthralled when Xation sat her down on the plush bed and knelt down in front of her. He held her hands in his gazing up at her with a look of relief in his eyes, Xation put his head down in her lap and told her that he had been lost without her, and how he had prayed every night for her safe return.
     "Xation..," she said sweetly as she gently stroked his short, soft, black hair. "I hope you can forgive a foolish woman for any pain I have, unduly, caused you and our family. Please say you forgive me."
     Xation looked up at her with his dark eyes as he gave a knowing smile. Then he took a little blue velvet box from his suit pocket and opened it up saying "With this ring, I forgive you." Lexa looked at the ring, a four carat Golconda white diamond in a platinum setting from Tiffany's. The ring was flawless and worth about $95,000.00. She smiled and kissed Xation who became too amorous groping at her body, trying to slide his hand up her dress.
     "Xation, please." she said pushing his hand away. "We should wait until after dinner, your parents should be here soon." Xation agreed with her so they got up from the bed and he gave her a tour of the house.
      Charles, in the meantime, had been shown where he would now be living. He brought in a small suitcase to the large pool house; which was about as big as small family home and newly decorated with giant palms in large terracotta pots and comfortable suede furniture. There were two bedrooms and Charles went into one setting his suitcase on the bed. Unzipping it he took out a black plastic box which he opened. He picked up the Beretta 92F  and loaded the pistol. Charles then slid the deadly weapon underneath the mattress. He put the plastic box back in the suitcase, then placed that in the empty closet. Charles went into the bathroom looking at his reflection he smiled. Charles splashed a little cold water on his face then he calmly went back into the main house where he greeted Xation's family who had just arrived on a long flight from Buenos Aires. "Hello everyone!" Charles cheerfully smiled kissing Xation's mother on the cheek.

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     Charles arrived at the spa in Arlington just as the sun began to set. It was a beautiful sunset and he smiled as he opened up the doors and went in to fetch Lexa. As he entered Charles was met with the harmonious tranquil sounds of a harp being strummed by a little old lady in the corner of the lobby; which was as fragrant as the perfume counter at Nieman Marcus. There were two young, lovely ladies behind the marble and glass counter and they smiled at Charles welcoming him in. All was tranquil and Charles felt as though he had just stepped into the waiting room in Heaven. Then he saw her enter from a long mirrored hallway. Leah looked radiant. A serene, happy look upon her face. Her long golden hair and her perfect shining smile and clear, bright eyes. Charles went to embrace her and in doing so he touched her bare arms and her skin was as soft as a newborn. "You look absolutely amazing! My God look at you." he remarked as he stroked her cheek. "Your skin is like silk." he marveled then he suddenly remembered this was how Melissa's naked flesh felt like and he became slightly aroused.
     Charles took Leah's suitcase and escorted her to the convertible. The two drove off north towards Colleyville where Xation was waiting. Lexa reminded Charles of her plan to get drunk and go into rehab as they had agreed days before, but Charles informed her that Xation would be 'going away for sometime' and not to worry about it. Lexa asked where he was going and Charles merely replied that he was not sure. She then reminded Charles to only refer to her as Leah and she pleaded with him once more to never tell her secret.He vowed he never would and she believed him because he was telling the truth. He assured her not to worry as everything would work out, he bade her to relax and smile and to have fun tonight. He also informed her that Xation had planned on giving her many presents when she arrived. He told her the master bedroom had been filled with flowers and the closets were full of new dresses and shoes and handbags. Lexa was delighted and she felt eager to begin again with the charade, but this time she would do it right and enjoy the fruits of Xation's labours. She was not thrilled with the idea of having sex with her dead sister's husband, but this would be necessary, and there would fine bottles of wine to help her through the deed.
     Now as they approached the estate Lexa's heart raced and she exclaimed "Is that the house?" she said gazing up at the Mediterranean Style Mansion surround by lush trees and gardens and a very high stone wall.
     "Yes." he smiled delighted and excited by what tonight would bring.
     He pulled up through the gate and parked the little silver Mercedes under a massive portico supported by four huge pillars. The anticipation coursed through her blood as she stepped out of the car in her pale blue silk dress that hugged the curves of her voluptuous body as she stood by the car looking up at the ruthless, handsome, Xation Day; who was grinning from ear to ear as he beheld his beautiful wife. Charles stood close to Lexa but he went unnoticed as Xation slowly walked up to her.
     Xation had much bitterness in his heart towards his wayward wife, but all the anger and frustration melted away at the sight of her. She looked strong and happy and healthy once again and he opened up his arms to her, and she to him,  he held her tightly feeling her heart beating against his chest. Not a word was said between them and Charles saw one single tear flow from Xation's dark eyes. This was quite touching to him. For, even though Charles still despised him, he never really thought of Xation as having any human emotions, except for greed, rage and lust.
     "I have missed you so much my darling Leah. Please promise you will never leave me again." Xation said a slight trembling in his voice as he kissed her sweetly on the lips.
     "I promise Xation, I will never you leave you, and you must know how sorry I am." here she began to tear up, a sadness overcoming her, but Xation smiled and wiped her tears away.
     "No more tears. The past is in its grave, though its ghost still haunts us." he said gently with much kindness.
     Charles knew the poem from which he quoted, by Robert Browning, and he finished the line in his head.  'Still this much is ours, to cast away restraint. Lest a worse thing wait for us in the darkness.' This instilled even more confidence in his cause for he knew that tonight would be the night when he did, indeed, cast away restraint, but he would be the thing waiting in the darkness.

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     There were thirty seven missed calls on his cell phone. Charles knew he must call Xation about the bar fight last night, but first he took a nice clean, hot, invigorating shower. When he emerged he felt warm and ready to take on the challenge of this day. He groomed himself smiling at his reflection in the mirror for the first time in about a decade, then he went and sat on the edge of his bed and called Xation.
     "Where have you been?" Xation asked keeping his temper under control.
     "With a woman." he said in a very charming, friendly voice, in a way Xation had not heard him speak in quite sometime.
     "Well, congratulations. It is about time." Xation teased him then turned the conversation to his anger. "Now, please explain why you attacked my dear friend Bengiman."
     Charles relayed the story of what happened, and when he told Xation what Mr.Pruce had said Xation was disgusted by the foul comment and he agreed that Bengiman Pruce was wrong; but he chided Charles for causing a scene that could have, possibly, had them both been arrested. Charles apologized and said that it would never happen again. Then Xation instructed him to pick up his wife at the spa and have her to the house for dinner at six. Charles said goodbye to Xation and hung up the phone. Then Charles made two more phone calls, one to the Salvation Army, to whom he would be donating all his clothes and shoes, save for the Armani suit and Cole-Hahn shoes he was wearing. The next call was to a man he had been in contact with at the Dallas Appraisal Society, who had been eager to purchase his collection of art, and antique furniture for quite sometime. He was thrilled to get the call he had been long awaiting. Within the hour he was at the house with a truck, and two men to carry everything out of the garage, that and a cashier's check for $750,000.00.
     Charles watched as everything was carefully loaded up and he was happy to see the truck and it's contents drive off down the lane. He stood there for a moment on the porch in the cool shade as he looked around the property thinking how nice everything was all still and gentle and calm. Charles felt as though a veil had been lifted from his eyes and the once cold, gray world he lived in for so long had vanished into the shadows like a long dead spirit unable to live in the light. Now all was clear and bright, a new sensation, like when the hood is removed from a falcon and the darkness is banished by the sun. He felt like a newly born creature, for now he had a purpose that, by the end of the day, would be achieved. So, at the appointed hour, the happy, well dressed, handsome man went to the garage and drove off in a little silver Mercedes convertible, with the top down and the radio on.

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     Melissa had fallen into a deep and satisfying sleep after she and Charles had burned up her bloodstained wedding gown, in the B.B.Q. pit out in the backyard. He had crept from her bedroom downstairs, to the library, where he found his clothes in a pile by the cold fireplace, he hurried to dress himself. Then sitting at the massive desk; which had surely belonged to a sea captain, Charles took out a sheet of paper and wrote Melissa a brief note before he went back to her room. Leaving the note on the pillow beside this sleeping beauty, Charles stared down at her angelic face, her smooth clear skin, soft and radiant. She had pulled the sheet up over her head with just her face exposed, and now she looked much like a young shepherd girl who had fallen asleep while tending to her sheep. He wanted very much to give her one last kiss as a free man, but Charles dared not wake her. So he left her and the grand house to wait out on the street for the taxi he had summoned.
     As he waited, in the still of a bright new day, Charles felt as if a great weight had been lifted from off his shoulders and he felt, strangely, happy. There were no aches or pains or any burdensome thoughts. He was of a clear and focused mind. Charles knew what had to be done, and he was finally able, at long last, to commit to his cause. He somehow, on this brief interlude, at this house, with this woman, he had been able to build up the courage of his convictions; and he was now bound and determined. But before all this was to come to pass, he had a few details to work out, a few loose ends to bind together before he could rest. As he rode along in the taxi Charles thought carefully of everything he must do to get the result he required. As they headed south Charles began to laugh out loud a little when he saw, streaked across the sky a giant white X above in the clear blue sky. Charles gave a salute out the window to the 'flyboys' from the Naval Air Station, who, testing there fighter-aircraft, left the X with the condensation trail from the powerful jet engines. This was a wonderful sign unto Charles and he felt as if destiny herself had blown into the sails of his lost ship and soon he would reach ground, for his soul, for a purpose. Charles smiled to himself as the groggy driver looked back at him in the rear view mirror and said "Looks like someone had a good time last night." Charles only laughed as they pulled up to his house. Charles went into to the quiet house he lived in came out and paid the driver and gave him a five hundred dollar tip. Then he set about with his plans putting his future in motion.

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     Melissa looked up at Charles who had a terrible look of shame in his eyes. "If you need my advice then you shall have it, but first let me gather my thoughts." she said as she got up from the bed and began pacing back and forth, her hands behind her back, as many thoughts raced through her mind as she stood there. Melissa tried to find the words but it was difficult. With all her education, training and experience it should have been easy for her but, like a ship without a ballast, she was lost. The sayings of a hundred philosophers, and king's, and learned men flashed from one part of her mind to the next. Charles stared up at the beautiful, naked, woman pacing back and forth in the room, she was deep in thought when she turned and crossing her arms over her chest she exhaled and said this. "You will only find peace of mind from within the walls of a prison cell." Melissa said calmly, as she looked down at him, a deep sadness in her voice then she went on "For the care and benefit of your soul you must seek justice here on Earth, so that you may find mercy in Heaven." she paused thinking what a shame it was that our poor little souls are trapped in our flesh bodies, and the evil, awful things we subject our own souls to, out of our greed, jealousy and lust. "So this is the thing that you must do, you must turn yourself in to the police and confess everything you have told me here tonight. Then you can rest easy, knowing you did the right thing to make amends for the crimes you have committed. This is my professional, personal, and spiritual opinion. You may take my advice, or you may take it as far as the door and leave it on the steps when you go. But I tell you this! This is the right thing to do."
     Charles said nothing as he stared up at her. He knew she was right, but he was still afraid. He wanted to speak but had no words to say. He felt numb all over and ready to vomit but he sat there up in her great big bed and wished he had not said anything to her at all. For now all was different between them. The once light hearted friendly mood had changed to a dark and somber stillness like the air in a funeral parlor. Melissa sat next to him taking his hand in hers as she gave a sad little smile as she said. "I know it will be difficult but you must be brave and face justice like a man. There is no hope for you in the outside world. No place you can go, no hour of the day, or the long night, where you can escape from the terrible deeds that plague you and haunt your dreams and torment your soul. No. You will only find quiet sleep in a prison bed." she paused rubbing his hand with her thumb lightly. "If you do this I will arrange for a lawyer to accompany you to the Justice Center and I can come with you, we can do this together, and I will come visit with you all the time." here she smiled her face regaining it's warm glow once again. "I will even go and burn my wedding dress tonight as a show of loyalty and friendship to you."
     Charles laughed a little as he reached over and embraced Melissa giving her a sweet kiss on the forehead. "Beautiful, idealistic Melissa..," he sighed whispering in her ear. "You promise you will come and visit me?"
     "Cross my heart and hope to die." she said, as if they were little children telling secrets in a tree house.
     "Then I will go tomorrow and turn myself in."

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     Here he paused thinking if he should really tell her everything, but Charles decided he had nothing to lose. So he took in a calming breath and then related this story to Melissa. "I had been invited to stay at the family's horse ranch, north of the city. I enjoyed my time there as there is much to do on the ranch. I found the two sister's wonderful company and their brother was very rich and powerful and thankful I had saved his sister. The entire family had an overwhelming sense of gratitude towards me, and they took me in and made me one of their own. Their mother treated me as if I were her son and I came to love them, as a stray puppy loves it's new master. So I stayed with them their on the ranch in luxury and style, as the two lovely sisters would take me out shopping with, they loved to dress me in expensive clothing and bought me presents and showed me great affection."
      Charles paused recalling happier times, then he picked up the thread of his story once more as Melissa listened waiting to hear the twist in his tale, when things turned dark. "I did inform them as to my misfortune, back home, in the States and they promised to protect me, giving me a new identity and then I became Charles." he waited for her to ask him what his real name was, but she did not as Mellisa knew it is not what a man is called that matters, but rather, his actions alone should define him. "I went on in this way for well over a year and had at times attended to the family when someone was ill with  the flu, or fell from a horse etc... So in this way I felt I could still be of service, and this was really the only work that was required of me. Until.., one summer their arose a problem. I was informed that I, in a show of loyalty, would have to get rid of this individual. I was instructed to inject this person with suyxonal-choline, so, I did as I was told only because, if I did not, their brother would turn me over to Interpol. And so I was tricked into doing his bidding, all because I told him the truth about the crimes I was wanted for. So I acted out of fear." he sighed feeling suddenly very weary and light headed.
     "And now?" Melissa asked quietly and calmly.
     "And now.., I can't sleep at night, I'm haunted by the most realistic nightmares and, this time last month, I was trying to summon up the courage to swallow an entire bottle of pills, but I always fell asleep thinking of  death. And I am afraid." Charles confessed expecting her to get up from the bed and show him the door, but she did not. Instead she moved from her position and Charles sat back where she was resting, the pillows still warm from the warmth of her body. Melissa lie next to him as she looked up in his eyes taking his hands in hers. She had a strange look of disgust and pity on her face, so much so, he did not know in that moment if she wanted to kiss him or kill him.
     "Cha..," she stopped herself "Whomever you are. Why have you told me this? Is it merely to unburden your soul? Or are you seeking my help and advice?" she asked her eyes sharp and sparkling.
     "Your advice would be the greatest help to me." he said with the utmost sincerity.