If you and I were married, I would want to give you what you need, that’s all. I’m talking about taking care of each other as best you can. What’s wrong with taking care of a woman? She takes care of you
Should you choose to test my resolve in this matter, you will be facing a finality beyond your comprehension, and you will not be counting days, or months, or years, but milleniums in a place with no doors.
You’re the poison, Drew. You’ve operated behind the scenes to suborn the trust of a man who has stamped you with his imprimatur of class, elegance and stature. I’ve had the opportunity to be a witness to every kind and degree of deception but Bill Parish has been on the receiving end of machinations so Machiavellian that it has rarely been my experience to encounter and yet he has combated them himself stoically and selflessly without revealing my identity. Had he violated the vow of secrecy he took, his task would have been far easier, he could have turned defeat into victory. But he is too honorable a man to have done that. Because of me, he has lost his work, his company, his reputation, so now, given these losses, I’m compelled to end the need for secrecy.
