Mere dil me dhak dhak ho rahi thi ki kya usko mera is tarah se kamre me aana bura to nahi laga hoga meri usse puchhne ki himmat nahi ho rahi thi maine...darte hue se usse kaha ki mujhe nahi malum tha ki tum ander kamreMe ho nahi to me kamre me nahi aata to usne mere kandhe paar apna haath rakha or boli ki mujhe malum tha tumhare aane ka isliye to maine awaaj ka reply nahi kiya taki tum ander aa jao isseMujhe kuchh himmat mili to maine fir puchha ki tumhe malum tha to tumne kamra lock kio nahi. Oh well at least I was confident in Jerrod's ability to keep a secret. Hell, he had made it all his life being gay without anyone knowing. We also had a good cover story set up.Jerrod had agreed to tell a cover story that I fabricated which was close to the truth. More importantly he agreed to stick to it and then ask for counsel immediately if questioned. The story was that he worked for me as my bodyguard. He only knew that we had gone to South America to search for a missing American. I had. Carol looked at the photographer’s smiling face first, now he was close up she could see he was actually an inch taller than her, which was unexpected, she would have sworn he looked shorter, smaller somehow. Then she looked at the tiny screen. There she was, a very clear close up of her face, in three-quarter view, her eye moist, with a single teardrop formed in the corner, frozen in that moment before the surface tension burst and launched a stream down her cheek. If it had been anyone else. Ain't so easy is it.Oh, did I mention that in real life I have a literary agent? Hummm? Andthat I'm published hummm? And that I have been a working novelist andprofessional screenwriter who's been read by every major in Hollywoodsince the mid 1990's? If so many readers marvel at my "style" that'swhere it came from, because in real life I'm a PRO! Yup! That's wheremy ability to craft a story comes from-three degrees and 25+ years ofgrinding it out--I have paid my dues, and then some! Okay.