The big day arrived and I boarded my train in London.My stomach was turning somersaults as I arrived at my destination, this was my first arranged mee...ing. My other meetings were spur of the moment. I was thinking of boarding the next train home but that would be the one he would be on. There was a small hotel not far from the station so I went and booked a twin room, then headed back to the station. I sat in the bar with a cold beer wondering if I should go home, when I was asked if the other. I joined and was teaching at my new school when all of a sudden I received a call from one of my students from the old school. She said Kriti had been behaving abnormally and sharing with her friends that she wanted to suicide. Listening this I was left with no word, so I called her in her home. Kriti asked me why I left her school for which I said it was for my career. She insisted to meet her once in her home; I consoled her by saying on holiday we could meet. Inside my devil my mind I was. He was suspected of killing several black men across the West and Midwest. His last attempt was aimed toward the President of the United States but the alert Secret Service agent who saw the muzzle flash and shoved Gabrielle to the ground taking the bullet for her.McGuirk had no friends. His family in Anacordes, Washington disowned him a decade before. He could not keep a job, his education was deplorable at best and he quit school on his sixteenth birthday. His whole life consisted of guns,. The Shrimper said he had heard someone say he was operating out of North Carolina now.John Ellis began dropping by often.Tim and he had lunch several times.One day John turned the conversation to the circumstances of Tim's wife's death.Tim described that last day on the island.John asked a few questions about Tim's killing of the five blacks.John asked if Tim had felt any remorse after he had killed them.Tim told John he had not.John asked how Tim had felt.Tim told him he had felt pride, even.