Robert tried to focus his eyes to count the shot glasses stacked up on the bar, he knew he had enough but strangely the old cure wan't working he couldn't drink enough to stop the memories. "Hey mate hows about another round?" Robert said to the man behind the bar. "Last one buddy" the young black bartender said as he put Roberts drink down in front of him. Someone had put money in the jukebox in the corner as it was playing an assortment of older tunes each of which seem to reach into his subconscience and pull out a memory.
Robert turned on his stool to see a younger couple dancing slowly on the dance floor as the music spilled out into the bar.
"You know I never meant to see you again and I only passed by as a friend. All this time i stayed out of sight, I started wondering why"
Bloody sad songs he thought to himself,
"Now i wish it would rain down, down on me"
That's it time to go Robert old boy he mumbled out loud to himself.
"Cos I know i never meant to cause you pain. And I realize I let you down, but I know in my heart of hearts that I will never hold you again".
Robert stood and reached into his pocket pulled out some bills and slapped them down onto the bar. Turning around he noticed the couple still dancing, the young dark haired girl kissing the man on the cheek and then the lips. At that moment Robert was taken back to another time nearly twenty years ago in Sydney Australia.Holly had looked so beautiful that night dancing barefoot in the old rundown bar they had found themselves in. Her hair had grown out longer after they had moved to Australia and it was flowing down her back in beautiful dark waves. He could almost smell the perfume she wore that night , she had smelled like some exotic flower dancing around him like a beautiful butterfly wearing a long flowing skirt and a peasant blouse that seemed to make her look like a gypsy.
"Yes i wish it would rain, rain down on me now".
Robert wandered out into the street to get away from the music and the smell but he couldn't go far enough or fast enough to make it stop.
"But i know in my heart of hearts I know i'm never gonna hold you again. Now i wish it would rain down on me".
This has to stop he thought aloud, he had spent the past 13 years effectively hiding his emotions and he had gotten pretty damn good at it and one brief encounter with her had shattered every barrier he had built around himself. Robert continued walking down the dark street not really going anywhere just wandering trying to organize his jumbled thoughts and emotions.
Robert had came to Washington to get his next assignment after he had finished his work in the Markham Islands in record time as he hadn't wanted to spend any more time there than he had to. He had gone to see her on his last day there but he never went into the visiting room to speak to her instead he stood outside the door looking at her through the window. How small and fragile she had looked sitting there wearing an oversized prison dress with no makeup on. She was still by far the most beautiful woman he had ever known. The phone vibrating in his pocket jarred him back to reality
"Scorpio" he said.
"Robert this is Walter Freeman with Interpol we spoke briefly in the Markham Islands"
Robert was somewhat surprised to hear from Interpol again so soon.
"Yes Walter what can i do you for?".
"Well Robert we have a problem here, your wife has escaped from custody and we need to talk to you immediately you are a person of interest in the escape".
Robert was speechless, she had escaped and he was a suspect, heslowy lowered the phone from his ear, she was out there somewhere and he had to find her to clear his name and to give himself some peace...