I felt sick to my stomach and turned around to look at James. Our eyes met and then we looked at Melissa. Her face went even paler than it already was... "Let's get some food and I tell you," I decided. We ordered us something at a drive through of a fast food restaurant and sat in the parking lot. "Okay, Melissa - I never wanted to tell you this - because it could get you into some serious trouble. But honestly I don't give a shit on that right now. I'm a professional killer - Michael taught me. In hours of phone confessionals, she’d shared everything with him. They always had. Now he’d come to be with her, to comfort her. And in return she’d drenched his shirt with her tears and probably smeared it with mascara.She lifted her head and looked up at him. In the dim light from the distant bonfire, she could make out his dark wavy hair and familiar, comforting smile. It made her feel better.He’d always been there, close and caring, whenever she needed a friend, needed a shoulder to cry. "May quickly picked Lynn out of my arms, "Lynn darling, I've told you before, he's your Uncle and not your Daddy." May turned to a shocked looking Annie. "Sorry. Lynn never met her real father, and she spends so much time with Leo; she just started calling him Daddy one day." Okay I think it's time to go everyone. We uh. We'll be late for the movie." Annie turned to my sister with a serious tone said, "And thank you for inviting me."On the way to the theater Annie and I rode in my sister's van.. Well, she did love her uncle and aunt, straightlaced as they were. They'd been good to her; besides, he was her mother's brother and only living relative. Her own parents never would have stood for her romance with Clete.My God! What was that? For a moment, she'd thought she saw eyes, burning eyes like glowing coals in that brush! What on earth could it be? Maybe, she'd better start running... Lobo anticipated the long, dark-haired teenager's frightened move seconds before she made it, and with.