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I knew that Char was in capable hands but, I couldn't help but feel a certain doubt about that. I made my way home to my little cabin near Char's house that no one knew about. No one ever ventured into the woods at night because they thought that it was occupied by monsters. They were right. I was a monster. A supernatural being. I usually didn't stay in one place for any longer than a year but, he was the exception. My father, who I killed that night to protect George, taught me everything. Well, my adoptive father. I never knew my real mother and father but, my only clue to finding them was my powers. To be honest, I was scared of myself sometimes. I could read other peoples minds and force them to do my will. Not very pleasant but, helpful in dangerous situations. I also possessed a power to put people to sleep. Most strange power. I accidently did it on purpose the first time I met Char. I would then use it whenever she had an outburst.

I quickly opened the door and shut all the windows and locked all the doors. I knew that the Black Hand were still alive. I had to be prepared. I heard a knock on my door. I got out my revolver. I unlocked the door and opened it with me behind it.

"Ms. Smith?"

Oh God. Not George. I should have heard him coming.

"The detective would like you to come back."

That wasn't going to happen. George stepped in and I shut the door. I pointed the gun at him.

"Ms. Smith please, put the gun down."

"Why? I won't shoot you."

"I don't know that."

"Precisely. Only I know that." I put my gun down anyways. "Why does Murdoch want me back?"

"He would like you to have Maddie come out again."

"No thank you." I walked over to my chest and put the gun away.

"Why not?"

"Maddie hates me. She might reveal information that's, valuable to me."

"Like information of what happened on July 5th, 1896."

I stopped dead. I wasn't going to tell him. I couldn't. I wouldn't.

"Yes." I said with shaky breath. "That day was my darkest day. One which I would not like to have revealed."

"He just wants you to make her come out and then you can leave."

"No catch?"

"No catch."

It was a tempting offer. I placed the revolver back in my purse.

"Fine."

I walked out of the cabin with George following behind. I locked the front door and we made our way back.