Not that she necessarily needed his encouragement or approval, but it felt good that he supported her independence. The guy arrived with the drink, an...d they talked. His name was Jack. The conversation was easy enough. Kate was enjoying herself. He wasn’t bad looking, he was definitely into her, and the way he looked at her sent goosebumps over her flesh. She felt damned sexy.As they finished their drinks, Jack asked, “You don’t have any plans after this, do you?”Kate eyed him for a moment, and. Fucking great I thought that suited me just fine, as I was looking forward to time for myself as well, maybe looking forward to getting laid with no one around to hinder my pleasure or so I thought.Such plans shattered as my parents didn't trust me enough to look out for the castle, fuck it! as long as they were gone it was good enough. They have chosen a family friend to assist me in looking out for homestead, oh well as long as he stayed outa my way things will be just fine or so I thought;. He found out that the four boys, eventhough they were all still in their mid to early teens, had mostlikely already raped half a dozen women and girls. And they keptgetting away with it. But the key finding that would help Walter andhis plan.... they had an annual Jackson Five hunting and fishingtrip, and they always disappeared to the same austere cabin in thewoods, where they wouldn't return to civilization for maybe a month.So Walter found the cabin, set his trap, and waited.The Jackson. This was a full-fledged research hospital. Any lingering doubts I may have had disappeared as I entered the lobby and saw my grandfathers’ portrait on the wall along with other high-profile donors.Okay, this was different. The other places on the list had been low-keyed. A connection here between my grandfather and myself couldn’t be mistaken. But then, what was apparent was not what my grandfather wanted me or anyone else to see.I was offered a tour. For my grandfather’s sake, I felt obligated.