Even if we can't meet, I want to hear your voice, to know you're OK. Promise?"Still speechless, she nodded, and turned to leave. Reluctantly, I let he... go. I'd seen such pain in her eyes at the end, I wanted to chase after her, to pull the reasons for it out of her, and do whatever it took to cure it. But she wasn't ready, and to force her would destroy her.I got home to an empty apartment; Naltort and Tarmant must have hoped I'd bring her home, and wanted me to have privacy when I did. I. How did you leave it with him?”“That I’d call him back when I had you on the phone. He didn’t seem interested in coming to Chicago and there is no way I’m going to Texas.”“I have time now. You know the drill, right?”“Yes. Simple answers. Don’t volunteer anything. Wait for you to tell me it’s OK to answer.”“Good.”“Let me see if Kimmy can get him on the call and conference us in.”I put the call on hold and asked Kimmy to get the detective on the line and join the calls. Two minutes later the. It’s been three months since that day happened; My Claire Tiffany was now in a clinical coma. Our 14-year-old twins, Rose and Michael, and I visited her together and often. Our unborn baby girl (Scheduled to be name Susan) had died as well, along with Ken and his two sons, Jeffrey, and Richard. This left 45-year-old Sarah Jane with her 27-year-old Lilith and her 14-year-old, Annette.Kalista hadn’t been taking her birth control. That meant we would be getting a baby boy, we planned to name. Passionate ... about it. It was more like she was simply curious, and for reasons he couldn't fathom it made him feel less like he was about to see a train wreck."You just want to touch it," he breathed. "That's all ... right?"She nodded, never breaking her gaze.He had to concentrate on making his fingers loosen their grip. He was mildly astonished to see the stark white imprint of his fingers fill rapidly with blood. It distracted him enough that he didn't see her move forward and reach. Her.