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hear a garbled reply, Tom was surprised by how quickly the man sobered up.
    "Who's asking?"
    "Let's just say, we've have a mutual friend," Tom said.
    "Is this about money? Because if it is I promised that I'd pay-"
    Pulling back on the hammer of his gun, Tom listened as its click silenced him. Letting him stew for a second, Tom said nothing and pushed the muzzle deeper into his neck.
    "You gonna kill me?"
    "That depends," Tom replied.
    "On what?"
    "On you being able to write your name," Tom said. Seeing Walter try to turn around to look at him, Tom dug his gun in deeper. "Try that again and I'll plaster this room with your brains. Understand?"
    Walter nodded his head slowly. "I don't understand."
    "You see that table in front of you?"
    Walter nodded.
    "How about you make yourself comfortable in the chair beside it." Walking in step with him, Tom made sure that his gun stayed in contact with the man. "Now sit down." Now with Walter in a chair, Tom walked to the other side of the table and turned up the paraffin lamp on it. Now with the room lit in a bright glow, he watched Walter fight against its brightness with a hand to his eyes.
    Struggling to see, Walter asked, "Who are you? What do you want?"
    "How about your life for a signature?"
    "What?"
    Tom took out the pre-written letter from his pocket and tossed in on the table. "Sign it." Seeing the man picked up the piece of paper and try to read it, Tom wondered if Walter could even read the words on the paper.
    "What's this?"
    "It's a confession."
    "For what?"
    Tom took a pen from his pocket and tossed it to him. "Giving Alice grounds for divorce due to your abuse of her."
    Walter pushed the paper away and laughed. "So this is what this is all about. In your dreams. That bitch is married to me and that's the way it's going to stay."
    "I was hoping you'd say that," Tom said, stepping out of the shadows. "I knew this would be a waste of time. But, then again bullets are cheap."
    "Tell her it's not going to happen."
    She doesn't know anything about this, Tom said. "I could blow you away right now and no one would care."
    "You wouldn't dare-"
    Firing off his gun, Tom watched the tip of Walter's right ear disappear in a pink mist. Watching the man scream out and put his hand to the side of his head. Tom replied, "I would. Now do yourself a favor and pick up that pen. The next bullet is going between your eyebrows." Trying his best to hold both his ear and write with the pen, Tom watched Walter scribble down a signature at the end of the page. Reaching over to retrieve the letter, Tom make sure that Walter got a good look at him. "I never want to see your face anywhere near her again, you hear me?"
    Walter nodded in silence.
    "Good. Now every time you look in the mirror I want you to realize how lucky you were today. Only she's a good woman, I would have killed you at the door," Tom said, tucking the letter into a pocket with his free hand. "Now you have a good day, Walter." Leaving at that, Tom made a hasty exit, satisfied with a job well done. 
     

Chapter 16
    Brushing her hair, Alice looked at herself in the mirror and admired the hint of a tan on her face. Not one to have called herself pale, her work load at the hotel and poor diet had left her that way. Pulling back a strand of hair to find a new freckle, she enjoyed the woman that looked back at her. Looking happy and surprisingly confident, it was a woman she thought she'd never see. Putting thoughts of her past behind her, Alice put her mind to better use and thought of lesson's she could go through with Amy the following day. Now a governess, she found Amy's thirst for knowledge had an effect on herself. Not one to have read much in her earlier years, Alice found herself taking frequent visit to the library in John's study and borrowing books on every subject. Trying to keep ahead of the child, she found each question pushed her on to learn more. Lost in thought, she jumped on hearing a knock on her bedroom door. Putting