As Harley I had been used to far more than well off. But a billionaire?Three times over? Oh My God. Throw in a few expletives while you're at it! God ...amn!"I'm richer than Donald Trump." I said through my slack-jawed daze."you're richer than quite a few billionaires," Michael laughed. "The Forbes 400 is a list of the 400 richest Americans and you are richer than almost three hundred of them." How does this work then?" I asked through my slowly weeping eyes. I was crying tears, not of joy, not. I felt breeze upon my skin as well as the sound of fluttering. Peeling my eyelids back, I was shocked to find myself surrounded by a cloud of butterflies, the sky above me lightening slowly as if a new day was dawning.“What is-“ I managed before a new agony silenced me; daggers piercing the skin between my shoulder blades. I screamed, or I believe I did, although the mob of insects that surrounded me seemed oblivious. And then, more pain erupted within me, as if I was being torn apart from. There were new appliances, new to him at least, and a new table and chairs. There was a blender, a food processor and a new coffee maker on the counter next to the new double sink. Jamie had expected to see the kitchen as it had been when he was a boy and to smell the odors of fresh coffee brewing and aunt Ellie's biscuits and bacon or ham cooking on the stove. He wanted to hear her voice calling him to breakfast as he had heard it each day in those best of times.Leaving the kitchen he walks. He’s spoken of killing ye, e’en in his sleep. It’s like he’s no right in the head.’ MacKenzie warned him. ‘I’m no worried, MacKenzie. He may ha’e the madness tae want tae, but no the strength. If I ha’e tae, I’ll gi’ him another reminder tae know when tae listen tae sense.’ James chortled. No sooner had MacRae finished speaking, when a shrieking cry was heard right behind him. In a flash, MacRae was spun around, his hand under his cloak. By the time Kirklan was within three feet of him, James.