I have been for a long time," he said."A long time? How long?" I questioned feeling tears well up in my eyes once more."I knew while we were IMing, to...ard the end. Right before we met that first night. That's why I asked to meet you. It's weird Bree, I just knew. There was something about you that I was drawn to, like a moth to light." He lovingly said.I began to cry again, this time tears of joy."I am so in love with you Cole, since the moment I saw you at the bar." I blurted.He pulled me to. His friend was sitting in the living room, an older, heavyset black man. "Hi, I'm Dave" I said to him. He smiled, "Mike" was all he said. We all sat around in Ron's living room, just talking about crap when Mike asked me if I came over often. "Not as much as I would like" I said, smiling and looking at Ron. Ron started to laugh but stopped as Mike looked at him. He must have known something was going on between the two of us. Ron and I keep things discreet, and behind closed doors but I guess. " Isaid."Don't worry. He doesn't know who I am helping, plus I have totalconfident in him that he won't tell anyone." Allen said."Jack is a good man; you don't have to worry, honey." Brenda said."Alright, what do I need to do?" I said.Allen guided me through the whole process, and he practiced theconversation with me a few times. It was 7:30 in California, so itshould be about 11:30 in the east coast."Hi, May I speak to Stacy please?" Who this?" An angry sounding man said."This is an old friend. “I haven’t been able to contact your Uncle and he said that I should provide any updates to you if he was unavailable.”“He is driving back to D.C. and is probably in some dead cellular zones from time to time. What can I do for you, Mr. Acosta?”“I have an update on Special Agent Anderson...”Sean stood rigid in the doorway to the office as he listened to Rick Acosta detail the condition of Mickey, where she was found, and her prognosis for survival. Kris Acosta saw the change in Sean’s.