"Hello." Charles answered softly.
"Good morning." came Xation's deep Latin voice.
"What time is it?" he yawned.
"It is time for you to get up and go to work." Xation informed Charles as he sat up in bed dreading hearing those words come out of Xation's mouth. Saying nothing Charles wished, more so than ever, he had managed to build up enough courage to swallow those damn pills. Too late to kill myself now he thought as Xation continued "Do you remember the artist I had visit me last summer, at my ranch in Argentina?"
"Vaguely." he replied "Why do you ask?"
"I need you to go and pay him a visit this morning, Bengiman will pick you up in an hour. He can tell you more. Oh, and Charles, be prepared, you may have to kill this one." Xation said a little distracted.
"How?" Charles asked upset by the news.
"However." he said calmly "So get up out of your lonely bed and get cleaned up, make yourself presentable." Xation hung up the phone.
Charles set his phone back down just as the grandfather clock down the hall softly chimed five times. Shivering slightly Charles sat up taking the little bottle of pills in his hand he threw it against the wall; which it bounced off of falling to the floor, then it rolled along the hardwood floor gently bumping against his big toe. Charles bent down picked up the bottle and set it back on the nightstand. He would just have to try again tonight.
"Good morning." came Xation's deep Latin voice.
"What time is it?" he yawned.
"It is time for you to get up and go to work." Xation informed Charles as he sat up in bed dreading hearing those words come out of Xation's mouth. Saying nothing Charles wished, more so than ever, he had managed to build up enough courage to swallow those damn pills. Too late to kill myself now he thought as Xation continued "Do you remember the artist I had visit me last summer, at my ranch in Argentina?"
"Vaguely." he replied "Why do you ask?"
"I need you to go and pay him a visit this morning, Bengiman will pick you up in an hour. He can tell you more. Oh, and Charles, be prepared, you may have to kill this one." Xation said a little distracted.
"How?" Charles asked upset by the news.
"However." he said calmly "So get up out of your lonely bed and get cleaned up, make yourself presentable." Xation hung up the phone.
Charles set his phone back down just as the grandfather clock down the hall softly chimed five times. Shivering slightly Charles sat up taking the little bottle of pills in his hand he threw it against the wall; which it bounced off of falling to the floor, then it rolled along the hardwood floor gently bumping against his big toe. Charles bent down picked up the bottle and set it back on the nightstand. He would just have to try again tonight.
