I called Samra, and was surprised to get through to him on the first call. I explained my situation, and asked how much a private session would cost a...d he told me $500. I wasn’t keen about the cost, but agreed. I then told him my name as we were making arrangements for the appointment. ‘Jim Baxter?.. You didn’t by chance attend college in Texas in the 1970’s did you?’ I answered ‘yes’, and told him where. Imagine my surprise when I found out that ‘Mr. Samra’ was actually a fraternity brother. Time seemed to fly. What started out as a simple family affair had blossomed into a huge community event. Rebecca visited so often, that Carson grew attached to the other woman. Chris made himself scarce when Rebecca visited. The only visits he looked forward to were when John came with her. The two men would often hide out and swapped war stories. It was during one of these visits that John learned about Tyrone. He never met the man, but based on what Chris and his friends shared, he knew he. The only name I knew was that of Ex'zar, so he was at the top of our list. We should be able to get at least one more name the next time the cabal found it necessary to construct another king-puppet. That could be as soon as next week, so we had to stay alert.I knew where Ex'zar lived, so he would be easy to attack once we were certain that he was actually in residence in that estate. We did not expect him to be anywhere else when he was not doing cabal business. For one thing, he had his home. All I did was making sure you would be on it." But..." No time for that." she interrupted him. The plane was now vibrating as if it was about to desintegrate. "As I said, you can still save your own life. All you need to do is sign your name in your own blood on any sufrace." You mean... It's a demonic pact? I would sell my soul?" he asked nervously."Oh, don't be so dramatic. With all your misbehavings since your last confession years ago, did you really think your soul was due to some boring.