Dr Lecter stared back at Alisha. A million thoughts were going through his
head at once. He slowed them down and viewed his options carefully.
Assuming that what she said was true (and he could tell she definitely
believed that she was telling the truth) he could either lose eight years
of freedom, but know that he would be truly happy after his ordeal was
over, or he could leave now and risk losing everything. He was prepared,
in case he was ever caught; he had identification, important documents and
money in a safe place. He wouldn't be left on the streets. Fifteen years
from now he would be living in Buenos Aires with his 'soulmate'.
The eight years he would spend incarcerated were just a hurdle in his life. He would live through them, he might even have a little fun along the way. Boredom was not an issue, he had enough thoughts in his memory palace to occupy him for many years. In fact, when he thought about it, incarceration could turn out to be quite an experience.
He leaned back in his chair and breathed deeply. "Yes."
If Alisha was surprised, her face didn't register it and she looked straight into Dr Lecter's eyes. Her gaze was as powerful as his and he almost felt intimidated by it.
She smiled, "Alright, I personally think you made the right choice."
She stood up and Dr Lecter rose with her. "Graham will come to see you tomorrow, remember everything I told you and do not deviate from it, or you may find yourself in an unknown situation."
Dr Lecter nodded and walked towards his window and looked out at the city. "I must say, you have left me in quite an awkward situation. I would not usually let someone live, knowing my secret and yet, if what you say is true, it really wouldn't make a lot of difference if you did know."
He felt Alisha move to stand behind him. "Whatever choice you make, I am sure it will be the right one, but if you want, I can help you with your decision."
Dr Lecter turned to face her, but she had disappeared.
The eight years he would spend incarcerated were just a hurdle in his life. He would live through them, he might even have a little fun along the way. Boredom was not an issue, he had enough thoughts in his memory palace to occupy him for many years. In fact, when he thought about it, incarceration could turn out to be quite an experience.
He leaned back in his chair and breathed deeply. "Yes."
If Alisha was surprised, her face didn't register it and she looked straight into Dr Lecter's eyes. Her gaze was as powerful as his and he almost felt intimidated by it.
She smiled, "Alright, I personally think you made the right choice."
She stood up and Dr Lecter rose with her. "Graham will come to see you tomorrow, remember everything I told you and do not deviate from it, or you may find yourself in an unknown situation."
Dr Lecter nodded and walked towards his window and looked out at the city. "I must say, you have left me in quite an awkward situation. I would not usually let someone live, knowing my secret and yet, if what you say is true, it really wouldn't make a lot of difference if you did know."
He felt Alisha move to stand behind him. "Whatever choice you make, I am sure it will be the right one, but if you want, I can help you with your decision."
Dr Lecter turned to face her, but she had disappeared.