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--Intro--
Zack Addy had been locked in the high security mental institution for nearly a year now. Everyone thought he had killed a lobbyist, but in reality he had not. The reason he kept this secret was not because of the prospective prison time, but because of a even more dire reason. Perhaps it was the lingering pain in his hands, excitement at seeing everyone in the Jeffersonian again, the need to correct people, or a combination of all the above. Whatever it was, Zack told his dire secret to Dr. Sweets, and instantly he regretted it. He made up the theory about prison time to deter the young psychiatrist from getting too excited, and then he brought up the patient, doctor confidentiality. He then could only hope Sweets would keep his secret safe.
Dr. Sweets lay awake just like he had for the last several nights, ever since Zack blurted out that he is innocent. He had canceled his sessions with Booth, and Dr. Brennen; on top of that he avoided going to the Jeffersonian unless he really had to he present. In his head the argument was sound, Zack is innocent, he would still go to jail for associating with a known cannibalistic criminal mastermind. Finally, he got up and went to his laptop him and other head shrinkers in his circle had set up a blog for swapping ideas and for general chit chat. He quickly got to work and typed up his dilemma, he made sure keep out names and he made up a totally different local. Once it was done and in totally anonymity, Dr. Sweets returned to the comforting darkness of his bed..
In one of many of the oldest houses in D.C., a secret society with its' hands deep into the flow of the city was at work. Candles lined the stone walls, and were set elegantly into tall iron candelabras. The scent of dust, wax, and cooked meat wafted out all over the lower levels of the house.
A voice rang out from the candle lit darkness. "Master, the apprentice has talked."
"Do not call him that! He is no longer an acolyte." And older angry voice replyed.
The only reason the boy was still alive was because he seemed to have an uncanny luck on his side. There was no way in Hades that all their work would be stopped by some over intellectual, soft in the heart boy. He would have been dealt with during the trial if there had been one, but now it was time to deal out death to the traitor.
"Retrieve Mr. Addy, and bring him here. We'll make him an example of what it means to be disloyal." The older voice commanded.
There was no need to verbalize a response; his masters will, would be done.
