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security system than the one you got."
    Melissa was ex-military, just like me.  There was nothing in this world that she couldn't get into or out of.  Her skills of expertise consisted of high level Intel breaches.  Surveillance was her most important weapon.  "I knew that you were coming so I unlocked the door," I said giving her a hug.
    "No, you didn't.  Where's everybody?  Is it just you and me tonight?"  She playfully ran her long fingers up my chest.  I grimaced.  "What's wrong?  And what's so important that you get me out of bed while the dew was still on the roses."
    "I need to know everything; I mean everything on a Tonya Janea Irvine.  Her finances, guilty pleasures, who and what bed she's been laying in the last five years."  I was sick finding out anything about her.  "I want to know everything."
    "Well, boss you made that clear, but why?  Who is she?"  Melissa wasn't my height; she stood 5'11". Tall for a woman.  She should have been a model.  Long blonde hair that was kept neat in a bun. She was slim with a waistline that women would kill for.
    "Just get me what I need, Mel.  It's important."  I turned my back.
    "I'll set up in the kitchen."
    I heard the shower turn off and prayed that Tonya didn't come down the stairs.  I didn't need her to ask questions.  I just wanted her to be comfortable and rest the short time that I would have her here with me.  "Where's the rest of the guys."  Melissa yelled.  "Shouldn't everybody be here?"
    Everyone else knew Tonya; they were too close to this.  I had to play this cool. Tonya would die knowing that all my friends and all of her old ones knew what happened.  "I just need intel for right now.  I will let them know if and when I want them to."  She shrugged and started putting together a mini-command post on my kitchen table.  "Coffee?"
    "I stay away from that crap-water. Water would be good."  Not looking at me, completely submerged in her task.
    "Get it yourself you know where it is."  She cursed at me--our usual banter, and I went upstairs.
    Knocking lightly, I entered my bedroom.  Tonya sat on the bed crossed legged on top of the covers.  "Why aren't you resting?"  Still keeping a small distance between the both of us.
    "I'm not tired.  I have been sleeping forever."  I hadn't even noticed that the TV was on.
    "Tonya, I...I'm sorry."
    "You've already said that and I told you it wasn't your fault."  She looked down at her hands in her lap.
    I wanted to tell her everything in that moment.  Tell her that it was my fault on a certain level and that I was sorry and let me make it up to her.  That I promise never to let anything happen to her and that I still loved her and that I never stopped.  I walked over to her and sat at the far end of the bed.  Her posture stiffened.  "I don't want you to be afraid of me."  I reached out my hand, an offer I guess to her.  She looked it over fighting a war in her head.  She really didn't have a reason to trust me. I made sure of that.  "Tonya, please I'm trying."
    "I didn't ask you to try.  Vic, day after tomorrow, I will be back home and out of your life.  I'm sorry for the inconvenience.  Believe me this is not how I thought I would see you again."  She looked down at herself.  Looking at the dark hand prints on her wrist.
    "How did you think it would be?"  She looked back up at me as if I had grown another head.  "You know if you were to see me out somewhere, what would you have done or said?"
    She shrugged her small shoulders.  "I don't know. I guess I would be cordial towards you."
    The reason that I was going to kill this man for hurting her had now shifted.  Before it was because he hurt the woman that I loved, who I wanted to build a future with.  Now I was going to kill him because he hurt the woman that I loved that no longer loved me in return.  "Call me if you need anything. I'll be downstairs."  I walked back to the door.
    "What would you have done if you saw