Ally feels quite accomplished with herself for being able to figure out how to control Benson’s mood. She finds that he says yes to a lot more things when he is in a good mood. She used the two weeks after the last encounter with Ronald to test this theory. It works. Well.Today feels like the day that Ally would be able to ask Benson again if he can bring her in contact with Megan. When she woke the morning, Benson was not in the room anymore. She got dressed and walked out of the room. She finds it a lot easier to move about these days, even though there are moments that a tiredness hits her that she has not known before.Ally took some time to explore the house in moments that Benson was too busy to pay attention to her. She found his office and had a great time getting to know what he does while snooping around through his things. He does live an interesting life. He travels a lot and he is really smart. Most of the things on his table has a legal aspect to it. Some of it was so d

Ally leaves the room. She heads to her bedroom. As she passes the front door, the bell rings. Ally pauses in front of the door and looks at it. She takes the few steps towards the door and opens it.There is a man standing in front of her. The look of pure shock on his face as he looks at Ally surprises her.“Hello.” Ally says. The man stutters, trying to speak to her. Ally stares at the man as he tries to find himself in his own chaos. He is a little overweight. He wears glasses with a very narrow steel frame. He stands with his suitcase in his hand, still stuttering. Ally looks at his clothes. He seems to be nicely dressed. He is wearing suit pants and a white long-sleeved shirt. The red tie around his neck is neatly tied. His shoes are shiny and his overall appearance is neat and clean.Ally is just about to ask him if he needs anything when she feels a hand rest on her shoulder. Ally turns around to look at Benson. Benson smiles at her and then looks at the man standing in the ope

Ally realises exactly what is wrong the moment she stares into the empty room.The door was unlocked. Whatever was hidden in this room has been removed. There is no sign of anyone ever staying in the room. Ally turns around and looks at Benson. He is staring at her with a worried look in his eyes.“There was a woman staying in this room.” Ally tells Benson. Benson shakes his head slightly.“Where is the woman that was staying in this room?!” Ally yells at Benson. Benson looks at Ally. The sadness is back in his eyes.“I can’t do this again Ally.” Benson tells her. Ally hears a tiredness in his voice that she has not heard before. She stares at Benson and tries to think what he is talking about. What is it that he is too tired to do?“What are you talking about?” Ally asks Benson.“Everything Ally. The voices you hear. The people you see. It is just too much to deal with. I thought we went through this before. Everything seemed better. You went through extensive therapy before and you

Ally stares at the Doctor. There is a worried look in her eyes. Ally has definitely touched a nerve.Ally looks at each of the buttons on her blouse. She cannot see any sign of a listening device like the one that Ronald was wearing. Ally is immediately terrified for this woman’s sake. Another flash of memory comes to Ally. Ally feels the anxiety of wearing a bracelet like the one Doctor White is wearing right now. She looks at the bracelet again. This is a dangerous bracelet.The doctor quickly takes her seat and opens her file. She scribbles something on a piece of paper and hands it to Ally.DO NOT SAY ANYTHING TO ANYONEAlly takes her seat again and takes the pen from Doctor White. She writes on the back of the piece of paper and hands it back to the doctor. Ally then leaves the room and heads up to her bedroom.Doctor White turns the piece of paper over in her hand.FIND RONALD AT THE FACILITYDoctor white slips the piece of paper into her pocket and puts her things away in her b

“Do doctors not usually book theatres well in advance?” Alexa asks Ronald.“That was exactly my first thought. And when they do book theatres for plastic surgery, they book it at a hospital. They do not book it at a recovering facility that is almost the closest thing you could get to an old age home.” Ronald says in a hushed voice. He sits forward and looks around.“That night, when the patient came in, I was there to see who it was. The curiosity was killing me. It was the same woman I was treating at her home. The one who looks exactly like Ally. When she came out of surgery, she was waiting in the recovery room and I went to check her file. She had no next of kin or anyone who should be called in case of emergency. The only person who knew she was there, was the doctor that operated on her.” Ronald tells Alexa. Alexa has gone one shade paler. Ronald didn’t think that her lily-white skin could go any whiter, but he was wrong.“So, who was the woman?” Alexa asks.“It doesn’t even ma