The doctors had told him almost five years ago that he would probably die of a heart attack before he succumbed to the cancer that had broken out in o...d places on his shrinking frame. He thought of his beloved grandfather that had lived to the ripe old age of eighty-nine and wondered at his secrets of success. He remembered the dapper old man would shave with a straight razor every morning and take a shot of whiskey every four hours like it was some elixir of life that sustained him better than. The screen went from black to full color and I saw her. My eyes soaked in the vision of her loveliness. Then my eyes stopped and focused."What's that?" What?" Agent Barnes asked.I moved over to screen and pointed to her forehead."What's that?"I could see Agent Barnes frown as she looked."Maybe a shadow, I don't know. Let's look at another picture."Another shot, different angle, different place, but there was the same line on her forehead."That wasn't there when we left," I said."You're sure?". The two men reached her booth, and the first introduced himself. “Hey, I’m Will.” He then pointed at his friend.“Charles.”“Amelia,” she said, sending out the first signal that she might be interested.Will said, “It looked like you could use some company, and it’s also a bit of a rescue mission.”Amelia’s brow furrowed. “Hmm?”Charles said, “Mr. Desperately Trying Not To Look Like Middle Management over there at the bar has been staring you down for about fifteen minutes.”“And he is pissed at us. He decided to join a church which questioned new members instead of just giving them a creed to recite. The questioning went like this: “Brother Don, do you believe in sin?” “Brother, I certainly believe in sin. I was a detective in the Tenderloin for years, and I saw sin by the truckload.” “Brother Don, do you believe in original sin?” “Brother, I’m afraid I don’t. I was a detective in the Tenderloin for years, and I saw sin by the truckload. Not one of those sins was original.”In the services.