Ashleigh screamed, her blood frozen in her veins, her heart somewhere in her stomach. "Holy shit...Robert!" she half cried, half whispered. Then she r...aised her eyes to the man and was immediately brought to reality by his smile and the malicious glint in his cold, blue eyes. "If you want our money, there's a safe in Robert's office, the code is 286-" the man strode to her in three, quick steps and promptly hit her. Hard. "I don't want your fuckin' money, bitch!" he growled "I want to show you. We wuz 'bout half way through Georgia when Mable needed new shoes. We had a mite of silver, so Pa stopped at a blacksmith/farrier ta fix her up. We wuz at a crossroads with no other people around but this one business. He also had a tavern an' general store connected ta the forge buildin'. Anyway, we stopped in, an' Pa negotiated a price fer four shoes fer Mable. We barely had enough silver ta pay fer it, but Mable needed them shoes real bad.Anyway, the farrier re-shod Mable, an' Pa wuz payin'. Now he was their only option left. They made a deal, paid half up front and Aaron went to work. He was quickly able to assess the girl, Victoria, was taken against her will.Some weeks later, Aaron received a vision. It was blurry and inconcise, but one thing got through: St. Athora. Researching the name got Aaron nothing in the way of an identity of this supposed saint. He did however find a mental asylum with the same name, a half hour drive away.Not wanting to disappoint Victoria's parents. That wasn’t the only thing that was going on in my life. For one thing Thia continued to rattle my cage about retiring.“Damn it, Daddy you need to get the hell out of whatever kind of business you call it. Get out before someone kills your ass,” Thia demanded.“Just to shut you up, I’ll ask you this. When have you ever known me to leave a job half finished?” I asked.“This is not painting the house, or cutting the grass in the rain,” she said.“Sure it is. I have a debt to pay, I for damn sure am.