Until now.Cupping his face in the palm of my hand, I gently say, "Tell me... Tell me what it is you hide from me, and I won't take no for an answer. Y...ou may be my gaurdian and are bound to protect me, but as long as we are bound you can't keep hiding from me. Confide in me as I do you. Because where you go I follow. So trust me... Please."A breif flash of pain crossed over his face before the understanding did. Suddenly he pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me. He held on tight. They asked the hotel to bug some of the rooms so they could listen in and collect evidence. That was the plan the hotel agreed to, but things escalated! Chris asked me if I’d noticed anything strange about the floor I was on, the extra doors. I had but assumed they were cleaning stores or something like that. Turns out they are spy rooms. “Bullshit”. “No I promise you that’s what they are for. Remember the head of Tad Bank who was arrested for stock manipulation, he was a guest here, that’s how. He had to kill or damage these five people. Eli knew he wasn't striking directly at a Mage. He knew his only purpose was to hurt the Mage that would be his nemesis if the boy was allowed to mature. But Eli was afraid. He remembered his punishment when he failed to kill the baby and shuddered.Eli remembered many things while he waited. He remembered the terror, pain and torment of his birth. His mother was in a small skiff on an unnamed bayou about a hundred miles north of New Orleans. The year. "We must prevent both the penetration that disrupts and the stimulation that so enrages the senses as to increase the risk that penetration will be encouraged or even," a look of great distaste crossed his face, "artificially procured. Please bring the young ladies to me." He opened his case and began to unpack a number of straps, plates and measuring tapes onto the table.My own views are diametrically opposed to those of Signore Baptista. I share neither his views on the dangers of sexual.