I know this sounds silly because of who we are and what we are, but if at any time you can help that widow or her child, please do it for me. I know n...thing about them, of course, except that if Sean Callahan loved that woman, she has to be very special. Please help her if you ever can, my darling.All my love,Tom"Mrs. Callahan, those were my husband's last wishes. He was killed a few weeks later doing for his men what your husband had done for him. Now how can I help you?" As she said it tears. Thule only had two advantages over the old man. The first was the location of the estate itself. Isolated in the foothills of the mountain Thule now sat on, it was surrounded by acres of undeveloped land, much of it higher in elevation than the house. Even with the considerable security resources of the Vandevoorts, it was impossible to keep a watch on more than a small fraction of the surrounding countryside. The second advantage Thule had was Umanski's neophobia. His techniques and technology. "Ramona sighed. Life at this stage of growing up was so hard. She hated the thought of her daughter going through what she had gone through as a girl. But she knew it had to happen. She hoped it didn't have to happen in quite the same way it had to her. It never occurred to her that her son and daughter might have the same kind of relationship she had had with HER brother. THAT relationship had been born of the kind of pain and loneliness that her children had never had to face."Well,. Please, just be your own sweet, personable, charming, and funny self, tonight." She reached around his neck with both arms, looked into his eyes, and pressed herself against his chest. "If you're nice to my friends," she said in a sultry voice, "you could possible get lucky tonight." She knew that would bring a smile to his face; she wasn't wrong."You don't have to bribe me, gorgeous. I'm always my sweet, personable, charming, and funny self. However, I'm not about to turn your bribe down," he.