All that remained was the trust that was impossibly unbreakable and shielded against the day Young Beau would take his place in the world.As fate had ...ealt roughly with Beauregard, in the matter of naming and growing up motherless, so too, did fate conspire with regard to his father. Never too stable in the best of times and subject to periods of depression, even before being hired by his future wife’s Father, specifically to marry his only child and produce an heir, Father found penury one. “Our people need a moment or two of rest before we talk about doing anything at all, let alone planning to hunt down the men who did this evil. Dunbar, Burton, and I need to purify ourselves after having spent time in close proximity with the dead. When we get back, we can talk about other things.”Sygor didn’t want to talk reason. I don’t know what I had said right then and there to set him off and perhaps, what I’d said had been nothing at all, but Sygor certainly took offence and in response. Last week I would have been - I was - all fired up about it, driving everyone insane with my insistence that every detail be checked again and again. But, now, I found I couldn't care less. All the wheeling and dealing that I'd thrived on in the past now seemed like a meaningless game.Colin noticed, though. "What's wrong, Paul? You've hardly said a word all day. You seem a bit out of sorts."I pasted a smile on my face and clapped him on the shoulder. "Nothing's wrong, Colin. You're doing a fine. It fit perfectly.”“Who are you?” I almost screamed, fear raging throughout my body. All the thrill of being watched was now gone as the fear of what the voice was saying replaced it.“Someone you know.”“Just come out of hiding!” my mind raced though everyone I could think of that would have been able to put the pieces to together. But no one came to mind. Only Kelly knew that I was a lesbian, and she was in class, or at least she was when I left.Sounds of someone moving off of something echoed.