Published in StoryStar 2013 There were no two ways about it; he would have to kill her. She owed her life to him anyway, how fitting that her end should come at his bidding. He would have to work out who should actually do the deed of course, that would be a necessary evil. Patrick massaged his temples as he often did when deep in thought, as though he was coaxing the needed clarity from his cluttered mind. Who would do this thing for him?