Warning there are some scenes of rape and drugs in this chapter

"So what are my chances of parole Cabot?"

Tony was meeting with his lawyers once more; his parole hearing would be in the afternoon.

"Tony my man you have nothing to worry about. You have been a model prisoner on good behavior and the judges as Lawson I am sure has told you thinks that you are unlikely to reoffend again."

Ms. Lawson winked over in Tony's direction before turning to her partner and stating her rehearsed agreement.

"I don't need words Cabot, I need results."

"And you'll have them Mr. Gordon in due time. In a couple of hours you will be a free man once more."

"Well good, I've had enough of Liam Connor's shadow following me around wherever I go."

"I caution you as my client Mr. Gordon, please don't say anymore."

Ms. Lawson leaned forward and mouthed, "There is a possibility they have the placed bugged."

Tony nodded that he understood and stood up to shake both of his lawyer's hands. "Until the afternoon then?"

"Yes Mr. Gordon, we will be at the court this afternoon, " said Mr. Cabot.

"Savor the memories for all they are worth, you'll appreciate the freedom much more," added Ms. Lawson.

"I don't need to appreciate anything," Tony said in a smug voice.

When he got back to his cell Tony just wanted to relax. The only thing keeping him going was getting out and getting his revenge on Carla Connor. He had already decided he wasn't going to kill he for the time being, but he was set on killing all her memories of her precious Liam. But since she had skipped town he had been unable to utilize Doctor Harrington is his plans of psychological warfare. But what else could he do but wait for the time being. At least he hadn't been charged directly with the murder of Liam.

"GORDON!" screamed one of the guards. "You got a call."

Tony was escorted down the hallway to the phones.

"Hello."

"Kate," it was Katherine Harrington on the other end. "Why are you calling me?"

"It's urgent Tony. I have some wonderful news that can help not only free you for good, but have all those wrongful charges dropped."

Tony adjusted the phone, looking around to make sure the guards and fellow inmates weren't to interested in his conversation. "Okay you got my attention Kate speak."

"Mr. Foster I am sorry to be bothering you again but it's that Sally Webster on the phone again. She wants to know what's going on with the factory."

Frank was in his office at his country estate. He had not bothered to make the drive into town that day. His assistant was now bothering him for what seemed the 18th time that Tuesday morning.

"Tell her to handle things, that is what she is getting paid for isn't she? Anyways I won't be coming in today and I will not be bothered about this again you hear. Also that goes for everyone, not just Sally I have some very important things to do today."

"Yes sir," said the personal assistant slowly backing out of his office. " It won't happen again. She slowly pulled in the door. Frank went back to business. He had bugged Doctor Harrington's office to keep a tab on her. He had always thought she was a loon and wouldn't start trusting her now and it was a good thing, because at the moment she was going against everything she had promised to do for Frank.

"Hello," said Doctor Harrington's voice.

"Kate why are you calling me?"

"It's urgent Tony. I have some wonderful news that can help not only free you for good, but have all those wrongful charges dropped."

"Okay you got my attention Kate speak."

"Okay now before you get angry with me for what I'm about to tell you, just know that everything I do, I do because I love you."

"Just spit it out Kate, I don't got all day."

"I know about Louise."

There was a long silence and Frank held his breath. That stupid little bitch, he thought, she couldn't keep her mouth shut. He had given her those tapes in confidence and now she was blabbing to Tony. Tony also seemed angry at the revelation and did not speak for a time.

"Tony say something."

"Don't say that name again."

"Tony please…"

"It was Frank wasn't it, he is a spiteful little thug isn't he."

"Tony I don't care! Please just hear me out."

"Get it over with. What does Louise have to do with Carla?"

"Everything Tony. I've been listening to the tapes, I am convinced, I mean I can't believe I never noticed it before. But Tony did you ever talk about Louise and her delusions with Carla when you two were married?"

"…Yes I mentioned Louise a bit. But Carla knew about her before in passing they were acquaintances. She was one of Liam Connors exes back in the day when he was veering between her and Olivia James."

"Yes, but what else did she know about Louise? Did you ever tell her about Louise's behavior during your marriage? Did Carla ever get hold of those cassette tapes?"

There was another long silence and Frank listened intently hanging onto every word. He waited with anticipation swaying his glass of brandy in his hand. Finally…

"There was one time a couple of months after Liam died, when she kept on pressuring me to look into his death. I told her flat out one day that I wasn't going to live like this anymore. Then I came home that one evening and I found her in the tub, with her wrists slit she was a wreck Kate. The ambulance took her to the hospital and I stayed behind to pack some of her things, you know the knick knacks to take to the hospital. I thought I saw something sticking out from under the bed and I leaned down to take a closer look, and that's when I saw them."

"Louise's tapes?"

"Yes Louise's tapes. She had listened to every single one of them."

"How do you know?"

"It's no coincidence Kate, that I come home to find my current wife at the time in the same state as my previous. The only difference this time was that I could actually save Carla."

"LIES," shouted Frank. He threw his brandy glass against the nearby fireplace and it smashed into pieces. Louise's death was no suicide like Tony was now suggesting.

"Don't you see Tony, this is perfect absolutely perfect. How can the court take Carla's testimony seriously? Look at it; it all falls into place so perfectly. Louise had Liam and Carla had Liam. Louise marries you Carla marries you too. Louise thought that you were trying to kill her with sleeping pills; Carla thought you were trying to kill her with sleeping pills. Don't you see it?"

"Of course, Kate you absolute genius! No judge will believe a word she has to say even if there is a chance that she shows up at the hearing today. And when my lawyers enter the petition for a mistrial we have all the information we need to discredit Carla's testimony and bring the question of her character to the forefront.

"Yes all we need to do is convince the jury that Carla thinks she is Louise. That she convinced herself that Louise's memories and delusions were her own. Baby we are gonna do it!"

"I could kiss you right now you know that Kate? But first baby I need you to do something for me."

"Anything Tony."

"I need you to get all the tapes you have, and all the other tapes currently being held at Frank Foster's estate."

"Okay."

"And another thing."

"Yeah, what?"

"I need you to track down Carla Connor, she's been gone far to long. Lord knows I'm in need of a proper home coming. We still have to destroy her memories of perfect little Liam."

Frank was furious. The nerve of that scoundrel and murderer Tony Gordon to double cross him, and his stupid loon bitch of a girlfriend. They had to be stopped. Frank couldn't believe Tony hadn't remembered his omission that he Frank was tapping the doctor's office. Perhaps Tony was under the impression Dr. Harrington was calling from home. Well Frank was going to have to bug there to.

"MARY!" Frank shouted and his assistant came bustling in.

"Sir?"

"Get me Crawford. Oh and book me a flight to Dublin. Actually cross that, book Crawford the flight to Dublin"

"Yes sir, should I do it right away?"

"Yes."

"I didn't know you had business in Dublin sir."

"I don't, but someone else I know does."

"Can I get you anything else sir?"

"Yes, send for my town car Mary. I think I'll be heading to the factory after all."

"Right away sir."

When the assistant closed in the door leaving him alone once more, Frank went over to his window. He had waited all these years; he had let Tony hold an unforgivable crime over his head, a rape that Tony himself had egged him on in doing when there were both at the University of Edinburgh. The girl was named Carla and Tony was bent on getting revenge on Louise at the time for going out on the town with some ex boyfriend named Liam.

Frank hadn't known the full extent of Tony's intentions the evening the two decided to go to the Pub together, but Frank just remembered that Tony had managed to slip something into the drink of a raven haired green eyed beauty and next thing he knew, Tony, Frank, and the girl barely conscious had driven out into a field. The girl Carla begged him to stop, but Tony wouldn't let him; he said he wanted to stick it to that boy Liam by getting at his brother Paul's girlfriend. Tony told Frank how Liam was known to be a little obsessed with Carla and that this would definitely teach him a lesson. They had blind folded her so she wouldn't see their faces as they attacked her, and Tony made Frank do all the talking he made Frank say all the threats. It made perfect sense, he didn't want Carla to identify or recognize his voice, he had wanted Carla to only remember Frank as her attacker.

So a few months later when Tony proposed to his sister Louise, Frank objected. He had seen what Tony was capable of implementing and wanted no part in anymore of it. But then Tony threatened him and told him that if he ever said anything to Louise about the rape of Carla, then Tony would make sure the police pinned it all on Frank. Even after the death of his sister, Frank didn't say anything about his suspicions surrounding Tony; he knew that Tony would hold the rape over his head. But he was tired of it all. He wasn't that horrible thing he had done, or at least he had always hoped so. He wondered what happened to the good hearted person he was and the person he could have been. Tony robbed him of all that, the moment he used Frank as a pawn in his revenge plot and obsession with Liam Connor all those years ago. They were trying to pin, everything on Carla now, trying to say she wanted to be Louise. But to Frank it was obvious that the game of impersonation started long before Carla and Louise. Tony Gordon had been consumed with wanting to destroy Liam Connor for years; even in death his sick intent did not stop. Perhaps it was Tony who had always wanted to be Liam Connor. All the women he cared for loved Liam more, Liam had been more handsome and successful as well. Carla's devotion to him had been the last straw; he couldn't bear to have a Louise repeat all over again.

It was raining now, storming quite hard actually. Frank glinted out the window, trying to make out the vast horizons of his property. Nothing was clear, yet everything was clear in his mind. He had to act it was now or never. He had to make it up to Louise, he had to make things right.

"Vengeance is mine, sayeth the lord." Frank whispers.

And he thinks he hears a faint whisper back

"Vengeance is ours."

It was Louise's voice. He'd take vengeance for them both then.