He had a small mug of steaming tea in his hand. ‘Drink this, Eve.’ After taking the beverage from him, Blake sat on the bed and rested his hand on...my shoulder. ‘I talked to Karl Powers very early this morning, I know he is not your favorite person in the world, but he is the only mediator my people know. I asked him to set aside some time so he can sit with us as we have our conversation with Nick. I think it best he be there.’ ‘But, Blake…’ I began before allowing my voice to trail off. I had. Murder, 1974. Victim, Laura Buono, 32. Francis Buono, her husband, convicted and sentenced to twenty-five to life. Francis died in prison in 1993, heart attack. Done and done. I opened the box to sort and toss the contents.And there she was.On the top of the pile of documents was a Polaroid photo of a naked woman. I picked it up slowly and stared at it as if compelled to do so. She was standing against the backdrop of hideous green floral wallpaper. Her pose was slightly askew, her right. There’s no way I can tell you who came first, only that before it was over they were both yelling each others name and grinding their asses around on the seats.Just like I had asked, I saw it, heard it, and smelled it. The van was full of the smell of pussy. Then things got quiet. I figured that I was out of luck. No way I was going to sit there and get off while they were both feeling exposed and embarrassed over a sudden flash of horniness. I started to work my shorts back up and my hard-on. .. I'll ... die ... first," said Ariel through her gritted teeth as she continued to struggle.She was finding that her head felt now as if it would explode on her. It was all she could do to keep her eyes open. She was no longer seeing any colors other than red in her vision."Oh, don't worry about that. The master is very good at charm spells. You'll soon do whatever he asks of you before you know it. Don't worry, he'll only keep you to play with for about ten or fifteen seasons."Of course.