I got back into the car and got home just after nine-thirty. I folded the tarp after determining there was no evidence of blood on it and stowed it in...the rafters in the garage. It had taken me less time to complete my mission than I calculated. I had one more thing to do before I could call it a night."Hi, Francesca, how are you, love?" I'm fine. Just finishing up studying for my finance class. How are you?" Good. I played hooky tonight and went to a movie. They had a James Bond movie on that. ." She had. I didn't fight that very hard. Jo's made for eating. "And better, my face is wet. It shaves easier. Not as irritating." Ooooh," she smiled. "Makes sense." But I'll grow a beard if you want..." No way." Giggle.I finished shaving, dried my face, took the hairbrush she offered. Worked over hair the color of new copper. Finished by planting a kiss on the crown of her head.Bedroom. Inventory of my dresser drawer contents. "We can do laundry tomorrow." 'Kay," she said. "I was planning on. " This has gone far enough Freddy. Please let me have my own clothes." Sorry mate. I can't explain my own feelings but I've got you two waysnow." What do you mean?" said Don."First I've got revenge for all the practical jokes. You won't be doingthat to me again. But secondly I'm surprised to find that dressed likethat I really fancy you." What!" I really fancy you and you are going to do things for me before you getyour clothes back." No I won't do it." OK, I'll just send out the video I have. She told me that she could only take me so far and was turning me over to someone better equipped and able to guide me through the next stage. She made it clear that she owned my ass not him, and that I had better not forget it.On my way, but to where I didn't knowI was on my way – literally and figuratively. The taxi driver gave me a look when I handed him the address. Was it concern or something else?I was being drawn forward, beckoned forth by some invisible force much stronger than my will.